Midnight's Footprints

You are the rhythm of my night

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.