The night has a thousand eyes and the day but one
Yet the light of the bright world dies with the dying sun
The mind has a thousand eyes and the heart but one
But the light of a whole life dies when love is done
Don't say that you're immune
Hide your nose in a book full of facts
Carry your heart in a drawer
Toss it away I will carry it back
A scholar finds reason in text
This in radiant daylight suffices to know
As night's greedy fingers enclose
What's impressed in the mind never soothes the soul
See that light
Make sure you follow the right one
Brighten your path
Or be lost forever
Letters go unread
Handfuls of flowers are not unreceived
Hands shaped to hold and be held
As time will attest there are reasons in these