Who Am I?

who am i? the man who plowed your garden, and tended your crops; who hoed the weeds in the hot summer sun. i am the man who cut your wood, sawed it into stacks, preparing for the coming winter. i am the carpenter who built your home; with boards of flesh, and nails made of blood and tears. i am the infidel who brought you a holy candle, and made love to you while it burned down. who am I i am the minstrel in your courtyard dodging bullets and angry lynch mobs. i am the soldier you sent to battle, not expecting him to come home. i am the doctor of your heart mixing balms of listening and caring. i am the wolf that mounts you, teeth gleeming in the moonlight. i am the prayer you cant put to words, and its answer! who am I? i am the reflection of your face in the darkened window. i am the bridge you walk across to reach tomorrow... i am the price of a lifetime, the cost of passion. i am the fire that burns, the pot that boils, the cup that's filled... i am the colors, the stink, the raw taste of living. i am the hawk that circles o'er your freedom... the hand that opens the door!