That Night

The night I tried to kill myself You came into my room and wept For me. The beauty of your longing Held me like a plaintive song. You came into my room and wept, Suffering my suffering, And held me like a plaintive song Till I myself became your sun. Suffering my suffering, You taught me well the source of pain Till I myself became your sun Shining on the world back home. You taught me well the source of pain: For me, the beauty of your longing, Shining on the world back home The night I tried to kill myself.