In sight time I held its flame,
When life no longer felt the same,
When grief was loud and pain was deep,
When nights forgot the gift of sleep.
It sat beside me in the dark,
A steady breath,
A single spark.
And when the road was hard to see,
It quietly kept company.
There were days so raw,
So stripped,
So bare,
I wondered how I'd journey there.
Yet sound by sound and breath by breath,
It walked me back from living death.
It gave me refuge,
Gave me space,
A softer rhythm,
A kinder pace,
And though no words could mend it all,
It helped me answer life's faint call.
So now fifteen months on I stand,
A teacher with an open hand,
To share the calm I once received,
To hold the hearts that come in need.
And here is truth I need you know,
You are the ones who help me grow.
For every time you join my life,
You help some weary part survive.
Each little heart that floats above arrives to me as a living love,
A silent sign that says stay near,
A pulse of warmth,
We see you here.
Through every group where souls unite,
You turn lone corners into light.
You make a world that can so often sever,
Feel held,
Connected,
Healed together.
Through tracks you play,
Return unto,
You show my voice has reached you too.
And in that knowing something means,
The giver and receiver blend.
Through donations offered kind,
You do far more than ease the mind,
You help sustain this path I tread.
You place both roof and hope overhead.
What seems so small from where you are can reach someone like a distant star,
A gesture brief,
A simple sign,
Yet deeply felt in this heart of mine.
