Endless darkness

no light, no hope

only silence pressing in

But in the hush of shadow, you lift my chin

and tell me; look up

The clouds part, and there

light begins to show

not all at once

but in specks – stars scattered in the dark

Then you guide my gaze to the moon

And moonlight spills, silver and soft

And though it does not erase the dark

It makes something else

not empty, not lost

but seen

And you see me

And you smile

And so, what once lingered in twilight

now glows in the gentle moonlight

Meant to be seen, never truly lost

– The Moment