She swims the light at break of day

She swims the light at break of day,
Befriending the lonely shadows and
Turning their hearts warm, their eyes bright.
Her presence gently sifts through the dawn
Like a bird’s song at the end of winter:
Piercingly lovely, fragile, hopeful.
Smile! O let your smile touch my face too
That I, like the cold grey clouds of the horizon
Might be touched by the sunrise and lost in its glow.

I placed a stone upon the ground
And waited for the rain to come
To wash away the ringing sound
Of earth against my heart.
I walked away and turned to see
The silence there, that followed me
And hummed a tune of quiet loss,
My heart, a lonely drum.
I waited for the light to dawn,
While sitting underneath the sea
But nothing reached me but the song
And words I tore apart.
I swam away and turned to see
The darkness there, that followed me
And hummed a song of soft regret
That didn’t last for long.

Caught up in this cloud,
The rain washes away your outline
Sending the vagabond colors through the soft earth
To the light beneath.
Somewhere,
More than here.