From the black, you drag me.
Through that impossibly dark forest.
All across the haggard land.
Bringing me to a place where I can stand.
The words, they might seem tiny.
Insignificant to their high creator.
Though they mean considerably too much.
Willing me to dream as such.
A bridge across the world.
A humble time spanned between you and me.
Throughout this I will you to see.
All that has brought me to one knee.