"Blessed"

No moon touches the waves tonight,
nothing there to give us light.
The stars still twinkly above the sea,
and my fears turn to flee.
The sea breeze is still quite cold
that causes sadness; or so I'm told.
But there is a warmth inside of me,
and my sadness turns to flee.
Blackness colors both the sea and sky,
it weights me down; I am unable to fly.
Yet the breaks of waves give me hope,
as if I could lasso the blackness with a rope.
Sometimes I am trapped on the inside too,
and someone there helps me through.
Blind to the answers that sometimes I might,
but you, my friend, help me gain sight.
In my heart you are above the rest,
Because I have you as a friend... I am truly blessed.
~M~