Nothing compares to you--
not the hush of dawn,
not the wild ache of stars
spilled across an endless night.

Not the first breath after sorrow,
not the last leaf clinging to winter's branch,
not the ocean folding itself into silver
beneath a watching moon.

You are the stillness between heartbeats,
the echo after the song is gone,
the light that does not fade
even when I close my eyes.

For nothing,
nothing compares to you.