Dawn & Dusk

She had journeyed
On dust-swept roads
Crossing bleak deserts
All on her own
 
But one day she stopped
At the side of the road
And gave up the dream
Of ever making it home
 
An old man found her
His face worn and cracked
He sat down beside her
Whilst she lay on her back
 
He told her stories
Of kings and of beggars
Weaved wonderful tales
Of triumphs and failures
 
He taught her that sorrow
Is just a passing thing
And that pain is a prince
Who will never be king
 
He showed her that stories
Can resurrect the dead
By showing there can be
Good things at the end
 
After he finished
It was then that she found
That his words had lifted her
Up from the ground