When the curtains fall
and the sun is down
The moon is gone out
fishing, in the silver sea
The voices and whispers
have long quenched the silence’s thirst
The night is dark,
and the only rhythm is
the heart beat
I see you, in the silent
darkness,
at the hour when the
world holds still...
and the destination walks
with me,
hands in hands, through
the journey
I see you, in the mirrors,
and in the words I speak
and hear
In the steps I walk,
and the path,
and the pattern of the
evening clouds, at the junction of night
and day
that bright spot from
where heavens glance,
and open up a stream of
gold,
showering through the clouds,
showering through the clouds,
pouring in the droplets, the petals of silver and gold
I see you, in the tree
tops
and the wings of the
eagle, flying free,
far from the shackles of reality,
soaring up above,
embracing the air beneath
its wings,
coloring the sky with
streaks of freedom,
where no limits, no
borders can halt its flight
I see you in joy
I see you in pain
I see you, in tears
streaming down my cheeks
In the ache that holds me
from breathing
I see you in pieces of shattered
dreams
And the fire that leaves
me writhing
I see you in my heart
when it fails to beat ….
And I see you
in the strength that it
takes to live again.
