Somewhere afar a little lantern gleams,
It lights my path as if the last of dreams.
There, past the hill where wayward breezes dance,
Do you await me—or a wavering trance?

Quiet the night will veil my wandering track,
Forgotten sorrow whispers, calling back.
How long I waited, how long did I call,
At last the silence simply told it all.

Silent star in the faraway sky,
Lead me through years as their rivers pass by.
Your name I whisper, a prayer tried and true,
I keep in my heart this bright ember of you.

Remember we sat—only we two—
Laughter ran wild through a house we outgrew.
Yellow leaves, and the morning of fall—
All of it was, and now nothing at all.

Silent star in the faraway sky,
Lead me through years as their rivers pass by.
Your name I whisper, a prayer tried and true,
I keep in my heart this bright ember of you.

“Everything passes; there’s no return”—
Someone once said. To your road I turn.