Guardian Angel

The grey hair dances like grass in the mid winter noon
The clouds beneath my feet ever so smooth and tickling
I stretch my wings a little as I patrol the area
Oh how beautiful it felt when she would play with my hair
Ploughing it with her finger tips, as if planting the seeds
Somewhere afar he plays the tunes, hidden behind the doors
Why does he do that? Fall in love with Minors all the time I ask.
May be I should rent him my wings. Let him fly high
See the blue skies up close with  his beautiful starlit eyes.
Though dark, I imagine myself dancing in the weirdest ways possible
I giggle and laugh inside at my moves, but with no second thought
Coz I hold her close to me heart. Without a worry of being judged
The infinite Time I now have, feels like I can write books about many things
Analyze the strands of time in a microscope
Take out each string and thoroughly enjoy it
Even then, its as if a second has passed for me
The definition of time has now changed. What is a day and what is a night?
I don't grow old anymore. But I see you, reading this, change everyday.
There will come a time when you'd understand this
Look it through the lens of my eyes
To see how beautiful you look from up above
Inch close to my eyes if I wished, yet light years far away
I saw myself decay, the very body I admired the most
But then I see you bringing another life to this world
Such a beautiful contrast.
I sit here reading all the books the world has which I never could
For I can tweak time and be here and there at the same time
The Sun shines bright and warm, feels cozy.
To see you all anytime and every time I ever so desired
To see you grow old and strong and weak at the same time
What was I once to you, you know it.
What am I to you now you wonder?
I had asked myself that question over and over until I read it somewhere
Somewhere is now the library that time offers
Many memories of many millions of lives that time has consumed, like an inferno
And I found the name, "Guardian Angel"