the morning light has shone.
the noon has past
evening dawns
the long night draws near.
if you may, send moonlight
as fires burn
and forests end
and melodies haunt
and the earth is rend
give light to us to find the dawn
so still our walk may continue on
so still our time may linger on

and if the moonlight should be lost
then all the dreams the world has dreamt
will open eyes, and their purpose met
and all the dreamers willing dust
to rise and ashes give way to breath
the foretold offerings will not lose way
and still the night will turn to day.