For to hide would waste the gift
sailing off some simple rift
Rise oh angel on this night
something so special, so right....

And rising up she grasps his hand
The gentle man who helped her stand
Who gave her eyes to see her gift
And moved her gently, made her swift

Ah but he could see in her eyes
knew the depth of all her tries
and as she rose to meet the night
her words did play a wonderous sight...

The sight was wonderous indeed
For he released her inner need
To bring out what she'd been hiding
And to only him confiding

But the lights shone bright that night
and winged dove would take to flight
It couldn't happen another way
She had to fly she couldn't stay

The silver moon was fully blown
There was no way she could have known
What was in store for her that night
But there was no question, it was right

Ah if not for those infinite nights
sparkled in the white diamond light
They run across the blackened sky
never ever question why

.....They just come.....

ŠJanet Mifsud and D. Lee Kratz