Man-Wonder

You're a miracle in being and architecture,
Pristine your form
And flawless your steps.
Must you trod along, in the common man's gait?
To push through said boundaries and defined gates?
Life for you,
Must be upscale and up-street-
Where the only way forward,
Is progress in every sphere.
At 33, you stand tall,
But for you,
I would never hope that you have it all.
May you always be enchanted,
By the simple moments of magic,
That captivate your senses,
And leave your pulse racing.
May you never choose to be happy with your spoils-
I wish to see you vanquish more,
My conquistador.
Plough through unknown terrains,
And reap the wonder of what you sow.
You must learn to tear beyond,
What meets the eye-
And set new goals for you every time.
May your efforts be met with blessings
And rewards.
But would pray in candor,
That it never sets  in lethargy
In your movements.
Hope you always run to chase your own absolute,
Never wavering from what you see as your own moksha.
May your inner peace bear salute,
Of a thousand distant voices -
Bowed in reverence.
The magnanimity of your persona,
Must overshadow all-
Yet never condemn or condescend,
Nor conform to perform.
May all souls be lost,
In your essence-
Like I am,
And forever shall be.
With love,
I shroud your shadow-
With awe,
I may gaze at you,
My Man-Wonder.
Everyday, I pray for the fruition
Of your dreams-
I hear all that you keep  stored in silence-
Long to restore your sense of semblance.
Piece together all the missing pieces of your puzzle,
To circumvent the odds,
And give you, your peace.
I feel all that you keep hidden-
From all eyes,
Who consider you close.
You're but a mere existence to most-
Who know not,
How to treasure you.
I see it all,
The way you want me to.
Pay heed to what your heart says-
Feel your heartbeat in my core.
You resonate deep in me-
Like a long lost soul having found its foothold.
Are we trapped in our own folly?
So be it-
I meet the challenge head on-
Face squarely all those who try to intervene.
I maybe far younger than you,
By matter of years,
That others painstakingly point out at their crudest.
Yet, I would always hope that you fly high
And soar above all clouds and rainbows-
'Coz I know you the deepest and feel you the strongest.
With our hands held,
I feel life coursing through me-
I feel your own rhythm,
Beating in me.
In your heart,
I find my own rhyme-
As our hands fit and shadows shape our conjoined contours.
No matter what,
My love will remain steadfast for you.
Strengthen each day
For all the joy or pain it may bring.
In you, I have painted my own canvas-
Of pearly smiles and joyous sunrises.
I choose to place my faith in you-
For I can  see the shining pathway you illumine-
You will rise and achieve,
All that you'd been born to-
May your aspirations
Find form soon.