When your stars have fallen from their grandeur
When your moon has perished from it's glory
When your wars have left you with only debris
When you sink to the ground in a heap of misery
And are wondering what is to become of 'You'.
Do remember that I'm just a thought away from 'You'
No, I won't promise to hang back your fallen stars
Or to restore your world, as it was,before the wars
Neither I can promise to join your pieces back
Or to return back the same aura and radiance of your moon
But here is what I do promise you:-
To be by your side as you choose your own stars
To help you in learning to love,your battle scars.
To hold the tools as you polish your moon
And to hold you too, whenever you fall apart.
But above all I promise to remind you forever:-
Of The Warrior that You are.