THE SECRET

Daylight tells the secret of my heart
Alighting here on Earth and you,
Wider than your reason
Or my sky.

No sigh can tell of tears
That fall from me
Into your stormy sea.
No hand is close enough to mine,

So fondly regard it.
And stand not distantly,
Talking of my anger
Or your penitence.

Though you think distantly,
I see most perfectly
And wonder where our love can be
And why you never talk to me.