The Guardian Angel

She watched the water flowing black, in the river below, as evening fell. And on the low wall of that parapet tears fell from her sad eyes. And she repeated: What am I still doing in this world that brings me only trouble? And that scene of immense sadness suddenly stopped my steps. And I stopped like that, and not by chance, as if by a voice, internal, prompted. And when I saw her climb onto the parapet, with my hand, I grabbed her arm. She looked at me and a cry came out, loudly: it was a liberating cry! She buried her face in my shoulder: and her sobs joined with the crying. He looked at the water flowing black, in the river below, in the evening light. And on the low wall of that parapet tears fell from his sad eyes. It takes very little to renounce the world: just a breath of wind and the time of a second! God gave us our life: just as he gave us "free will"! But it is not up to us to sever that thread: transmitted by the DNA of our genome! When we hit rock bottom, they say: we rise again! But perhaps t hat's what those who still want to hope say. And so it was also for that woman whom destiny wanted to give to the wind. I see her often now: she looks happy! And in her eyes I see so much light. When she meets me: "my savior," she says! And she calls me her "guardian angel." She looked at the water flowing black, in the river below, in the evening light. And on the low wall of that parapet tears fell from her sad eyes. And I stopped like that, and not by chance, as if by a voice, internal, prompted. And when I saw her climb onto the parapet, with my hand, I grabbed her arm. Now she lives her new life without the thoughts of a sad mind. I see her often now: she looks happy! And in her eyes I see so much light. When she meets me: "my savior," she says! And she calls me her "guardian angel."