Your echo lingers through the night
a golden thread within the deep
it bends the dark toward gentle light
and shelters all my drifting sleep
Your smile shapes the fragile hours
into a safer kind of dawn
a realm where sorrow slowly cowers
and hope grows tall upon the lawn
Your footsteps calm the trembling dust
teach heavy days a lighter pace
the world regains its fragile trust
within your quiet gracious grace
No storm can steal these woven ways
no dusk can keep our warmth at bay
my path grows clear along your gaze
within the place your echo stays