Now comes that Daylight
Unrushed
Dawning is its finest hour
Enamored, Twilight
‘near-still
Exhaling shimmery sounds
Watch we, All Aglow
Content
Praising, and under their spell

Now comes that Daylight
Unrushed
Dawning is its finest hour
Enamored, Twilight
‘near-still
Exhaling shimmery sounds
Watch we, All Aglow
Content
Praising, and under their spell

What would you do if you lost all your possessions?
If I lost all my possessions, then I hope I’d respond by embracing my freedoms.
I hope….
‘neath twilight,
Now gone, night
Breezeless, that we’d hear
Sun thinking
Debating
Not coming too near
Earth rustles
We wrestle
Then, loose unchecked fear!
The stars freeze
Hark! Claim these!
Freedoms, conscience clear

For me
We must sit alone through This