You are midnight's footprints
You walk a path all your own
A path everyone knows
One only I can follow
You are the rhythm of my night
You are midnight's footprints
I the twinkling sands of invisible time
You are a thousands folds in the veil-thin fabric
A thousand wrinkles
A thousand tiny paths that is one path
Uncounted verses whispering themselves
To the listening night
You are the rhythm of my night
You are midnight's footprints
In the sea of life, you are the effervescent wave
You define the rise and ebb of my life
As you shatter upon the rock of destiny
You rise to kiss the western wind
And the sea roars
The skies listen to the silent depths
You are the rhythm of my night
You are midnight's footprints
Upon the rock of destiny
You are immovable change
You are the wind and the shape
You are destiny's shaper
You are the sapling of hope beneath jagged crevice
You are the sculpture within
You are the rhythm of my night
You are midnight's footprints
Dawn will come
You will be etched in stone, baked in the sand
And forgotten
Dawn will come
You will be washed away, sifted over
And remembered...
Upon the leaf of a sapling
On the lip of a desert bloom
Within the heart of a cowry shell
You will blink
and drink up the dawn. Slowly.
