He reached for the light in the window,
you said, and went on his way onwards.
It made you pray, it made you cry,
it made you think onwards.
When it was you turn I felt you
walk through me.
I was sitting by the sea like always,
and there was no emptiness.
You simply walked into the light
onwards where I could still
It was your time to reach for the light,
like him that went before you.
Him that you loved,
him that you prayed for.
I cried, of course, but there was no
You didn’t walk away from me,
you walked through me
and the light-tracks you left in me
remained like sparks reminding me
of how much you loved me,
how much you still love me