The Voice I Lean On

In the still moments when chaos reigns,

And my thoughts are ensnared in stubborn chains,

A voice emerges, serene and distinct,

A source of wisdom, ever so near.

When logic fails and pride prevails,

As my heart becomes a storm of uncertainty and fury,

Her words arise, thoughtful and gentle,

A comforting remedy, for my agitated mind.

She does not speak to fracture or belittle,

But to build a bridge where reason can thrive.

Her tone, a firm and sweet melody

Steering my path, grounding my feet.

In her company, my imperfections are exposed,

Yet I never feel diminished, for she approaches with grace.

Her guidance is a reflection of my potential,

Urging to persevere through every challenge.

Oh, the stubborn tendencies that obscure my vision,

The times I battle, convinced I am right.

Yet her voice pierces through like the dawn's light,

Gentle, unwavering, refreshingly honest.

She does not shy away or tread lightly,

When I stray from the path, her truths resonate deeply.

Her words do not wound; they are never harsh,

For they are laced with affection, like that of a friend.

In her honesty, there is no room for contempt,

Only wisdom interwoven with joy and sorrow.

She sees my anxieties, the fears I conceal,

And elevates me gently with steadfast eyes.

When I stumble, when my resolve diminishes,

And I feel ensnared by unseen chains,

Her voice rekindles the vision of who I might become,

A spirit liberated, vibrant, and free.

She stands as a beacon when my sight is obscured,

Her advice a lifeline, her presence a comfort.

Not a word of reproach, but one of restoration,

Nurturing my spirit with compassionate care.

She has a deep understanding of my soul,

The struggles I face and the aspirations that bring me solace.

Yet, she never imposes her will, nor does she take control;

Her support is gentle, akin to the soft rains of April.

When my temper ignites and my judgments waver,

When I find myself on the brink, tempted to change,

Her voice serves as my anchor and my protection,

Her truth, the instrument I wield with wisdom.

Through her influence, I have discovered that true strength lies,

Not in silence, but in hearts that confide.

Not in stubbornness, but in the willingness to listen,

In confronting truths, despite our fears.

She is the soothing whisper that calms storm inside,

The steady current when emotions collide.

Her words are a guide, her wisdom a beacon,

She uplifts me without seeking recognition.

To be blessed by her unwavering presence,

Her quiet strength and gentle authority.

She imparts knowledge with elegance and leads effortlessly,

A subtle force that aims to bring peace.

In her company, I find both humility and resilience,

Learning the harmony of correcting the wrongs.

Her voice is my sanctuary, my direction, my mentor,

The reason I stand firm when I would rather retreat.

Though my pride may bristle and my ego may rise,

Her love remains a constant, unparalleled in its depth.

For she recognizes the man I aspire to be,

And reminds me that the journey is never done.

She speaks of balance, of pursuing the truth,

Of lessons learned from the follies of youth.

Her words are not chains but wings to elevate,

Fostering growth and opening new avenues.

Her strength is subtle, her wisdom profound,

A comfort that quiets my fears all around.

Her kindness flows like a vast, gentle stream,

Her patience a bond that holds me fast.

In her sincerity, I discover my calm,

A soft urging that never ceases.

Her belief in me is a constant fire,

Leading me forward, lifting me higher.

Oh, voice of reason, my loyal guide,

Upon you I rely, with you by my side.

Your wisdom is a gem, your love a sweet melody,

With you, I have found my true place under the moon.

In this world, so chaotic and wide,

It is your soothing words that serve as my guide.

You remind me always, even in despair,

That those who are lost can find solace somewhere.

And so, I pay tribute to the voice I trust,

The unwavering presence that helps me to move on.

In her truth, I have discovered my path,

A shining star, by night and day.

Her voice resonates with love and grace,

A steady reminder in the fast pace of life.

In her wisdom, I find my retreat,

In her nurturing care, I learn to believe.

Oh, the voice I depend on, loyal and sincere,

My gratitude flows to you, ever clear.

For in your guidance, I have found my strength,

My heart’s true direction, my soul’s breadth and length.

As the years pass and memories may wane,

Your voice will endure, the legacy you’ve laid.

In your wisdom, I have established my reign,

Forever thankful for the voice I lean on.