Burning

The soul, alone, is quite at home
No other being to have control –
Yet yearning deep within the chest
Is what our spirit needs to rest –
Just one or two, or three small words
Confessed alone and never heard
Brings quiet joy within my heart
And shreds the lonliness apart –

For in my quiet headstrong way
You give me hope to face the day
Lighting all my life to come –
Burning bright – just like the Sun