• So full of grace is
    the man with ebony wings,
    caressing the stars.

    But, his eyes filled
    with a terrible sadness
    that no man could bear.

    To the night he spoke,
    "The loneliness is too much,
    home holds no comfort."

    I whispered to him,
    "Do not be lonely, for these
    arms shall be your home.

    "Come, be comforted
    by me, and only me." I
    welcomed him home.