A soul shines through an angel's perfect morn,
to grace such darkness of ever loving beauty.
Bring about a sorrowful grace of longing
and a peaceful escape from agony.
Oh, how splendid nights do triumph
and mortals do run through life
eyes closed, but ever looking and searching
Chasing time so fleeting
only to stop and breathe such events
these moments that never last
but can be forever captured.