(For all the searching ones…)
O, where are you,
this tie upon my soul?
You rope of indestructible strength?
Where is your sweet voice
that I call out for at night?
Where are you,
this hope in me that keeps on keeping,
diving into depths?
O, rope upon my soul-
You lasso of the Night,
you come into my day, you sweep
upon my evening shores…
There is no time, let it be said,
that I do not long to see your face.
Where? A whisper. Then a strength.
Where? You seem to dance,
and dance the night away.
This is a call, I suppose, a ping into the dark…
I never will stop looking, until
I see where you are.
-LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours