Do they come when you are too pressed losing on all sides utterly distressed you are upset everything is going wrong do they still touch you in mind comes along?
Do they keep coming hold you in their power when is closing all doors reigning darkest hour you are down in the gutter battered in lost war do they still keep birthing give your soul a stir?
Do they never leave you so you can carry on your beacon in the dark the only companion joining your broken bones mending your heart goading you to get up make once more a start?