Shine
Hours contemplated, yet words just cease to come,
Until I open my eyes and gaze at dawn’s sun
I remember words spoken in a haze of a dream,
Resting on the thoughtful tongue passed from you to me
Ignorance for many a time drew shadows upon my brow,
But as moments gain importance, I smile upon the Now
I thank God for the present, the future and the past
I thank God for you—may your happiness ever last
This heart is so keen on showing you the reflection of your light
There’s so much more to you, but the little I know is bright
Such a beautiful, priceless wisdom we so closely share
Despite the distance, we have a connection beyond compare
That connection inspires these very words
I see them in the eyes of larks, in the wings of the birds
And as they take to the sky blue pink heavens,
The sun stands still between two mountains in reverence
There’s a certain shine there taken far with the breeze,
Stirring every morning whisper on the leaves of the trees
It is there I seek the gleam of a wondrous green eye
A bedazzling spark spirals as transparent as the sky
That shine grows whenever thought traces your shade,
Leading me to a place where splendor never fades
I cannot quite fathom why these words do surmise
Even now as I write, they take me by surprise
These sentiments become clouded in darkness at times
Emotion cries for significance and words just lose their rhymes
But still they flourish, like the bud of the midnight rose
Blooming for daytime dimples and lofty cock-crows
Through adventurous verse of glorious morning song,
There’s a trust so small that you will tag along
Understand that I write only to lift you far
Hoping this will reach the heights to where you are
Each eye sees differently, yet few minds connect
Few hearts allow such ardent light to reflect
You are good, and hold a powerful array
One that spreads color, a sunset to end the day
You may find many fortresses falling all around,
But you remain kind and strong, lifting those that are down
It must be in your nature, or in the paths you roam
Even as many come to ruins, hope is etched on every stone
That hope remains in you and it need not be said
That it is the life you live—the very ground you tread
You are one of few favorite thoughts of mine
Your words are clever and your smile is divine
I look forward to every single night,
Picturing your smile as you walk into the light
And I always thank God for you and pray
That you will always shine, each and every day
1/11/13
to DW
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