Maybe there's no way that I can thank you.
I would, however, certainly like to try.
Caring needs no cause or reason why.
Hardwired to happiness, it sustains you.
And so there is no way to recompense you
Equal to the joy that meets the eye.
Let this be, then, merely a reply,
A bit of fancy that I hope might please you.
Nor can the song that sings within my heart
Descend upon the stage of my desire,
Prepared to turn my feelings into grace.
Out of thwarted need, I turn to art,
Like settling for the painting of a fire,
Less than a true rendering would require,
Yet what I would now tender in its place.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
Video and Audio Music: Kiss the Sky. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube.