And only then did I notice time:
I saw the leaves falling;
And I felt the wind as it broke through
And I felt snow slipping off buildings
Catching my spirit as it flew,
As it fell,
And as I felt:
Burning in the flames of
Despair and hope,
Fluctuating unaware of what I had
And what I must hold.
I had resided in my solitude
And wished for comfort
In the melodies of the birds,
Which I could no longer hear:
Their lost whispers.
I whistled in despair for the stars to hear my cries;
Those who stole the only living breath I ever took:
The one when I saw
Them glimmering in the dark
In the gloom
When life seemed like nothing but a dull
Melody that kept repeating the same tune.
There they were to show me hope with my own eyes,
There they were telling me the secret of life.
I am now as I was then
But they are not where they should be.
I am lost with no hope
And there’s not one star that could save my soul.
Then I felt the warm breeze
Though the night was cold;
It was the moon’s beams
That showed me where I stood;
And then I realized that light has always been
Where it should;
Not in the stars;
Nor in the moon;
Light is always in the heart
Where no matter how cold it gets
It makes sure you are warm.