Talking with the Sun

Why do you gaze at me from far,
Through smoky clouds that dim the sky?
Come, let us talk beneath the stars,
But not as children passing by!

You, with your glow so bright and true,
Bring back the light my soul once knew.
Fill my heart with joy once more,
Like trumpets' sound in days of yore!

How grand it’d be if now you’d shine,
And light my path with love again,
To walk that road where once was mine,
With her, my love, who held no end!

11.03.1995
18:45