You are the glow in the night
Seeping through my windowsill
From which in the mercy of the suns
We owe an immortal light

Darkness you see
For your eyes have never imagined
The path below where you are
Most visible as the heavenly might

You are a guiding hope
That clears the darkest sky
A deity’s breath of life
In my still-born sun

Loved you say
I have made you
Epiphanies of all sorts
Have mentioned an uphill stride

But truly,
I am nothing but a humble mirror
Whose purpose is unfulfilled
Without the magnificence of a looker

(Source: plasticsatellite)