
when our way is lost
under the cloak of darkness
the light of dawn comes

when our way is lost
under the cloak of darkness
the light of dawn comes

such a paradox
in powerlessness power reigns
death becoming life

end time prophecies
call to mind the preciousness -
the gift of each day
the answers we seek
can often be obscured by
the questions we ask
we don’t know what we don’t know
until we see it in hindsight

loved into being
the universe embraces
both darkness and light