Golden Light
She opens her eyes, the whole world cold and gray
Full of people wishing they could be away
Empty faces, tired eyes
Far too weary to even cry
Hopeless people walking by
Filling the streets, looking to the sky
Searching vainly for things that will never come
She closes her eyes, and finds a world of color
Where the people stand taller
And the hopelessness grows smaller
Where the pulse of the universe
Is present in every music verse
Where streams of glowing light
Connect every living being, lighting up the night
And in that moment all become one
In an tidal wave of energy gleaming like the sun
And as she looks down at herself, she sees
Something beautiful enough to bring her to her knees
She is shining, glowing with golden light
Illuminating her in graceful swirls, it is the most beautiful sight
She has ever seen before, and upon seeing it
She finds a strength within her, and with it
She knows she can face what is to come
When she opens her eyes and returns home
To that dark, gray place, where color leaves no trace
Because she knows she carries this light inside
And with it she can make a world where nobody cries
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