Lord, I saw the beauty of your heart-
Sprinkling silver crystal light
That lightened my bedroom like a lamp
Shinning on every hidden spot, as if it was turned on in my room,
Through the closed binder without showing a hidden dark color,
And woke me on a Wednesday at three in morning,

Five minutes after eleven o'clock on a Friday morning
When an incident caused each school witnesses' heart
To sadden as if the sky was covered with a red color,
Like a winter day that lost light,
As an unexpected day, January 23, 2004, after I left my last lecture room
Without knowing a fight would come like a busting spark of a lamp.

My friends' tears were an everlasting burning flame in a lamp
And my worried family kept their faith as morning
Passed away and silence filled the waiting room
As the hope for their child to wake remained in their heart,
They prayed and a miracle came as the daylight
Was fading, so was the fading of the tears that were clear in color.

Noon of the day became my sleeping hour as the blue color
Of the midnight was my peaceful moment as a smoothing flame of a lamp.
As I laid in my hospital bed at night with the sky of blue light,
I wondered how an old dark car knocked a girl unconscious that morning.
She looked so naive and young, without anger in her heart,
As she laid on a bed for hours to wake up in a strange room.

When she first woke hours later in the trauma ER room
Without knowing that her brain was bleeding, a white colored
Sheet was covered over her and a peaceful feeling painted in her heart.
The Father God showed her his companion, the light of the lamp
From Heaven, it was too bright to be called night or morning,
And as each new night approached, she lay awake searching for the spiritual light.

From that night she seeks to physically see the Lord, the Light,
And who she saw showering himself on her like a waterfall in her room,
As the most beautiful creation she saw with her own eyes in the quiet early morning,
More beautiful than all things that could be seen on earth and there were no other colors
Except white and silver shining from the lamp
From that day on, printed in her memory, is a picture of the Lord's heart.

In the darkness of night, the Heavenly Father covered the black color,
And had awakened her up in her room with silver light from the lamp,
Of the heaven in the near-morning as it comforted her heart.