Sorrow, so like a knife and on its edge
I am alive, like at no other time;
Suddenly as if knocked from a ledge,
Caught by it beyond all reason and rhyme.
Every thing so bright through a prism of tears,
I awake to thunder, just the sound of my heart:
Then silence becomes the sound of fear --
Even in the dark I could see this part.
No man ever loved who never took
a risk to his heart, no matter how keen;
Naked in his eyes he carries the look
A man's soul laid bare by all he's seen.
Though I know how love may bring me to pain,
Willingly would I do it all again.