when all the world around does fade away
and hope shines through the clouds that block the sun
I find this life of ash and soot turned grey
begins to shine more bright than anyone
though rain that falls may sting my cheeks at times
more soft than tears that fall the drops obscure
my eyes are clear and see beyond the grime
to where all things are washed anew, made pure
although my hand has yet to feel your touch
each day I know is less to wait for you
what thought it makes my joy abound so much
to hold you close until you find me true
this life so full so lost is whirling free
as I with you am all I wish to be
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