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Love, I comprehend.
Hate?
Cannot comprehend.
Love, I comprehend.
Hate?
Cannot comprehend.
Squirrels crunch the last acorns
My loves sleep while the day wakes
Cherished silence and fragility.
I’m not afraid of the dark
If I gotta walk in the dark
Then I will dance in the dark–
Won’t see me fighting for the light
I will dance in the dark…
Don’t need candles for the dark
If I’m going to be in the dark
The hands I hold in the dark–
They’re the same as in the light
I’ll hold them tight in the dark.
Violet on the shady riverbank
Lily in the water
Love.
In the middle of the night
I go walking out of sleep.
From the mountains of pain
Through the valley of loss
Through the jungle of Chance
Through the desert of hope
Toward a river so deep.
I know I’ve been looking for something
Something to complete my soul.
(Do you know this song? It’s by Billy Joel!?)
Something I never had
Something I can’t get alone.
Something I can’t define
But can attempt to describe.
It can only be held
With a hand lacking grasp
In a hand outside myself
With a heart beside my own.
And now I wade in the river
On my way to the ocean.
My hands are still warm
Remembering those I held.
They had a mountain of pain
And a valley of loss.
They had a jungle of chance
And desert of hope.
I remember them all
As the river gets deeper
As the ocean comes nearer
As I smile at the moon
With her guiding light
In the middle of the night.