Paradox of Recognition

Paradox of Recognition Unknown the impasse of a whisper She echoes stranger in the darkness Of her heart So alone in the glowing flicker The love she keeps alive there By fired dreams She longs to share Somewhere in the footsteps of the night A solitary lover wanders Lost and out of sight Sometimes he can hear The falling of quiet patient tears They keep his life bent on searching Has pursued now for so many years She feeds the ember-ed flames Still softly weeping They fall and map the shadows He is struggling to part In the penumbra’s of his heart One day the tiny light she keeps Catches spark in a stranger’s eye He finds himself on new ground walking Into a burning golden sunrise Sees her holding up a shinning lantern To guide his way To her Smiles bright a silvered morning Open in a skies blue waking eye Standing there before them The mirror of their lives There is a dance of lovers joining Washing, singing through their soul One to the other Their hearts are falling Into someone they have always known A paradox of recognition A secret their lips Have longed to divulge He kneels down beside her Echoes stranger in the darkness Of their heart One arm wrapped about her shoulder One word to say he promises To stay beside her forever And feed the fires Of those ever hungry flames