I haven't witnessed your presence in long
And I would like to tell you this moment
Yes, I was wrong.
The masters of joy and love
Have borne witness to the greatest trials
And sufferings
And there is no light in the candle
Without the wick bravely burning;
The blazing of my nerves,
The feelings in my heart
I want to share with you
So that we may never part.
Would you also call me strange
As by the wisps of light I stand
Casting faint shadows
As flows beneath me the strands?
I am not alone
Because I summon you with my words
A stranger who I know
To whom I give and from whom I must learn.
Even though I know you
I know you bear many secrets of your soul
And desires you don't give word to
And longings you wish to behold.
Hope and meaning packaged in sturdy papers of love
Is my gift to you
Oh stranger of time!
Summon my words
Because they belong to you
And the nobility of your path.
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