Your Pioneer

The grasses of my world had become parched and dry,
My days of felicity had begun to slip by.
A void bred inside me that nothing could fill,
And the songbirds resigned from their perch by my sill…

And then a voice in the darkness called to me:

Open up yourself once more,
I’ve been a pebble on your sandy shore.
Let out your sails, the wind has blown,
You mustn’t live life on your own.

The time has come, the birds will sing,
Winter’s here but Spring is in full swing.
I’d closed my door, but you snuck in,
And let out the light that was hiding within…

And then a voice in the darkness called to me:

Open up yourself to me,
I’ve been a ship in your rolling sea.
Hoist up your flag, the day is here,
In matters of heart, I’ll be your pioneer.