You sit in darkness and wish for light.
You could move, you could fight.
Life has found you in this night.
You've lost your might, you've lost your bite.

You could still be
Exist in more than just this twilight
Yet still you stay in this endless night
She's blazing with life on the other side

Branches are reaching and grass is growing
Rivers are flowing
Buds are blooming
And yet you do not move

Are you the seed that never grew?
Are you the bud that never bloomed?
Are the leaf that fell too soon?
Are you the one who stands still
In a world that moves?

It has been quiet.
The trees sway sometimes in the restless breeze, it has rained, it has darkened but always the sun has shown in the end.
This is the way it has always been.
This is the way it will always be.
Beautiful.
Lonely.
There are many names to describe such a feeling as these trees bring.