It's Him

O door and the hook hanging by

Just stop playing for a little while,

The noises you make have me stunned for a while,

At times I wonder if its Him,

Knocking from the outside.

O door don't just shut on me like that

When the sun spread its warmth

It almost feels like its Him,

Smiling sweetly towards me

Hiding the scorching sun rays from me.

O wind just stop for a while

Why are you too anxious?

To make me feel

Like its Him

Who is walking on the outside.

Perhaps you've decided to be allied

With Him,

So as to make me mad somehow,

So as to put me under illusion

That He is near me somehow,

That its Him not the door,

Nor the mighty wind.

But I'm not crazy you see

I'm going to ignore your sound,

That at times makes me stunned

That at times makes me feel

As if its not the door

Nor the might wind

But its Him.