After light, there’s dark, <br />After dark, there’s death, <br />After death, there’s life, <br />For a soul to walk the night. <br /> <br />He shall walk the night, or a day, <br />Whatever he may choose, <br />He shall walk the earth to find his lost, <br />To heal the heart that bruise. <br /> <br />If the love he may never find, <br />Then may he walk a thousand miles, <br />As the heart will never heal again, <br />And the eternal tear will fall, <br />And dropp into a thousand styles.<br /><br />Anna Andrews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-soul-34/
