All through the night,
And through the dawn
Your light illuminated my garden.
You are a beacon through the darkest hours,
And the soul warming sun that rises each day,
Revitalizing me, and restoring my will.
Without your light, my garden would wither,
The song birds that line the limbs
Singing choruses of your praise
Would all fly away,
The metal wall
Would rust, crumble and fall,
And interlopers would invade,
Trampling the few flowers clinging to life.
Without you,
My garden would certainly die.