Glow

Rattled by bones,
juggling keys.
Punished by years,
carried on crowds

Searching for a woman
who won't ever be found .
Crystallised in your heart
at age 5, 
waking from a dream,
alone yet full.

Those characters we watched grow
from their primordial yearning
to their humble descent
are in constant sorrow.

But a sorrow pregnant with possibility.
A teardrop that merges with the rain
and drips down alleyways of neglected districts
of left-behind cities.
Where the residents forgot long ago how to sing,
and why we needed that sorrowful water
to writhe and snake
its way back to the source.

Capture it all in a melody 
in one phrase we compose Truth.
Layered with fear, but warmed by beauty.
Sit in that sunlight and watch 
yourself glow.