I met you as the midnight bell rang,
The bell droned on, the moonlight sang
Praises cast down upon you in beams of white.
We stopped and talked and took a plunge,
You soaked up my despair just like a sponge
And you felt yourself droning in my own pitiful emptiness.
But you seldom moved a muscle till dawn,
You kept silent, without a sniffle or yawn
Only listening to the cracks in the vessel of my heart grow deeper.
You cleared the paths of my overpopulated mind,
Sweeping the streets, throwing open the blinds
Welcoming the light that had never sounded quite so sweet.
You lit up a walkway and told me to follow,
"Come now, and hope for a better tomorrow,"
And you faded into the glowing glory of the rising sun.
I knew in that moment we would never meet again,
But I'll never forget a word that you said--
And the symphony of hope and renewal that you let trail behind you every groundshaking step of the way.
