Splintered Light

Everyone watches when they’re together,
They all see it, why doesn’t she.
He made the step,
Reached out to her with his outstretched hand.
And with the outspoken sun,
He pulled it from the waves and looked to see it alone.
They loved hearing his story,
Their hearts swelled watching his cares,
But with no arms around him in the drifting night.
All he saw was her,
He had passed the rest along as a tribute to the dawn.
Why doesn’t she look up,
See the man that is everything she wants.
She had been waiting for love,
Missing the one that’s been there all along,
Those years she thought she walked unwatched and alone.
He has given his heart as a crutch,
He took the pain of her walks in the mist,
The ones she thought she walked alone.
She didn’t see the one drawing from the well,
Blistering hands, he sees as a gift.
She is not seeing the lone star in her sky,
Blinded by a setting sun.
Like weathered wood on the sands,
Desert sands, now far from the jetties and bay.
Yet she sees not the hands holding her up,
Loving her mere presence on this wind swept waltz.
Her friends feel his tears,
They only wonder if she has seen her reflection in his wetted eyes.
He questions his ability to succeed,
His heart has almost gone numb,
It burns the same,
As the first day that he felt this rise of hope.
It mounted the sky in her two opened eyes.
He takes her to the door of her heart,
Taking her standing to the waters edge,
Only to watch her walk away.
He stands guard out her unwatched core,
A window with blazing beams.
The blinds closed on the illuminated heart,
I walked alone though splintered light.