sometimes - or the color of night

sometimes a stranger
comes out of the night
to pick your burned wings
from the ground and
pushes you to fly again;
you come out of the night
into the light
never to forget
his name or his face
until next time
when you're burnt
and fall down.
eternal Icarus
you are destined to fly;
you are destined to find out
the reasons why;
but till you find out
know if you fall
- not all you dreamt of is lost
the darkest night
is hiding somewhere
a the color of hope