If only

You were a wee bit unattached
And I slightly different,
I would’ve welded
To all that is magnificent,
As you are the lion,
I the meekest lamb

Here I’m shorn
Of all trinkets,
Imagine where ever you can
Now I’m enamoured
Of the world you present.
You my friend
In the sojourn of my life
Have been
No,
Not God,
No,
Not heaven,
But by the creation
Of the Big Bang
Time sent
And
Had I been what I said before
I would’ve been lying on the floor
But albeit
That’s too late
Perhaps another life
If it may take another collapse
Of the universe,
As everyone including God,
If there is one,
Needs to rehearse

A cryptic bard you are,
A diamond among
Stacks of coal
Shining as for me
As the sun
Perhaps, a son