it is me upon it,
not the sky on my shoulders.
By the way the wind brushes up beside me,
it is a kindred spirit,
always running, never slowing.
By the way a million stars
look down on me
it is 'I' who am alone.
By the way my heart knocks,
time is not second by second;
It is sadness and thrill,
fear and lonliness that measure.
By the way the sun locked her eyes with mine,
we were two broken pieces
made whole.
By the way each new dawn may rise,
it isn't merely the sun that lights the Earth
but all of us who brighten it.