Darkness falls upon thine skies, revealing secrets hidden behind your eyes.
Spreading and growing, you transform to new;
changes in the landscape where birds once flew.

The sun is gone, the wind now blows calm,
and undeterred by distractions, your children and I sit humble and strong.
Curiously wandering through the structures of stone,
you bestow your breath upon me;  I breathe it as my own.

Sharing and living each gift you bring,
together we listen close as the song birds softly sing.
With cold air coming, and the moon on the rise,
I now depart and leave thy truth where it lies,
in hopes that strangers may find it,
welcoming you warm, into their lives.