The Midnight Air,
Blown in spaces and places.
Amidst the sea of crowd,
Her face,
Buried in grievance and agony;
Her mind,
Lost in the unknown;
Her soul,
Incredulous of despair.
Long gone the song of Summer,
Once sung from the voice within;
Long gone the beauty of dreams,
Replaced by fear and anxiety.
Time,
Her only faith,
To bring relief from the weeping days;
Strength,
Her only hope,
To bring forth the promise of Spring.
