Rae, a beam of purity
The dark clouds bend
To allow you through.
The warmth and shine
Presses the shadows
Into corners to hide from you.
Rains clear from your way
And dries in your path
Oh beauty and love are thee.
A tinted, printed window
Separates my hand from you
The warmth just out of reach.
But today it opened
Just a crack and let me
See the glory of your beam.
One day this window
Will smash away and I
Can hold you again,
My Rae of light. My life. |