Through the helter-skelter

And before she arrived

Thou had already blessed me

With opportunities Divine

Thou had made me a Human

And not, a static pole of light

Thou had given me senses

With which thy creations

Could, well be identified

Fortunately, in the helter-skelter nearby

Thou, always sent for me thy divine light

Enough for me to sustain the fight

Till she arrived

The archangel of my life

Blessed to have her as family, my angel, my guide