A song, once sung, so very near,
Through realms forgotten,
Through places darkened,
The heart that beats from there to here,
Was once a song so ever clear.
We stand together, and stand alone,
As planets waken,
Our memories shaken,
And though the light is all we’ve known,
It still hurts to let things go.
If dark and light both make things grow,
Through glad receiving,
Through choices we have yet to know
Then dark is light, and light is soul.
(c) Deanna Leigh Joseph