My heart weeps in silent cries,
Yet knows not the reason why.
The mind’s a storm of perplexity,
Where love of Man is chained and bound.

The sky resounds with silver voices,
While earth lies scattered with broken hearts.

At a fingertip’s distance, between you and me,
I met you somewhere upon this vast, turning globe.
With your bewitching gaze — I swear, I am in love.
But no, let it be, if your heart knows no bounds.
Come, meet me in the hub of my soul, where I dwell,
And see why I write, why I live, and why I long to be eternal.