One Area Of The World

God looked down on one area of the world,
And smiled.
Two people crying out for love,
Reaching towards heaven,
Reaching for some belief in fulfillment.
A time when tears spoke louder than words,
From saddened eyes drifting off to dream.
How could He help but not hear?

Two hearts beating as one,
But miles apart on different roads.
Roads that had yet to join together.
The cry for love,
Heard louder than to cry of a new born.
The feeling that something was meant to be,
But the time had not yet begun.
How could He help but not hear?

Then by the light of a stage,
The light of the stars,
The chill of the cool night air,
Hearts meet,
Souls touch,
And crying eyes were dry.
Tears replaced by the misty rain.
God looked down on one area of the world,
And smiled.