When heavy clouds obscure your spirit’s light,
And silence reigns within your weary breast,
I watch you wander through the endless night,
A soul seeking in vain for quiet rest.
I possess not the power to quell the storm,
Nor banish demons that besiege your mind,
Yet here I stand, a shelter safe and warm,
Where solace from the gale you seek to find.
Though tempests rage and toss the fragile sea,
And hope seems lost beneath the frothing wave,
My love remains a lighthouse, firm and free,
A constant flame, resilient and brave.
I cannot bear the weight that fate assigned,
Nor walk the path intended for your feet,
But in my clasp, a strength you shall divine,
Until the darkness makes its full retreat.
Inspired by the resilience of the Romantic era, this piece acknowledges the solitude of suffering while celebrating the healing power of companionship. It is a reminder that while we cannot carry another’s burden, our unwavering hand can anchor them against the drifting tides of despair.
