Fireflies of Light, Rhythm of the Night

Mirrors reflecting radiant rivers unseen
Silver tongues twist and turn without speech
Words golden through time, space and eternity
Bends and contracts into the rhythm of the night

Wandering dreams through mixed-up memories
Pain sharp and pure, breaks and eases into pale sunrise
Early dew glimpses beckoning strength
Still delicate and hesitant, retracing regrets
Reaching collective hope feeling love again
Collapsing into fireflies of light
To feel the rhythm of the night