The silence of the lonely night
Cuts deep through empty spaces
The whispers of the anxious heart
Fade slow into loud silences
You lie there, I lie here
Words said and unsaid in between
Sleep eludes, sleep deceives
Tired eyes with dreams seen and unseen
The cruel winter did nothing to freeze
I saw my feet had broken free
I became the lushest of springs
I was no longer a dead tree
I was searching for an answer
Asking myself to be or not to be
Struggling with words that refused to form
And then you made a poet out of me