Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark,
Emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms
Darkness, darkness everywhere,
Do you feel alone?
The subtle grace of gravity,
The heavy weight of stone
You don't see what you possess,
A beauty calm and clear-
It floods the sky,
And blurs the darkness like a chandelier
All the light that you possess,
Is skewed by lakes and seas;
The shattered surface,
So imperfect,
Is all that you believe
I will bring a mirror,
So silver, so exact,
So precise and so pristine,
A perfect pane of glass
I will set the mirror up,
To face the blackened sky
You will see your beauty every moment that you rise