Someone sighed br I heard it then br A long and haunting br sigh - it comes again br br Who was it sighed br that long, sad, yearning sigh br It took my breath and br still I don’t know why br br What was the thought, that br made my poor soul sigh br What truth wants out br that my heart would deny br br glimpsed for a moment br then suffocated, so that in br this poem's battle with my heart br nothing splendid was createdbr br Sean Joycebr br