You

You are the whisper in the quiet night, 

The spark that turns the dark to light.

 A gentle hand, a steady flame,

 A silent strength without a name.

You are the calm within the storm, 

The pulse that keeps the spirit warm. 

A thought that lingers, soft and true, 

A world entire, contained in you.

You are the pause between each line, 

The reason stars decide to shine. 

The truth behind what poets do-

All that is beautiful comes from you.