When the echoes of the night
Follow in dawn’s wake
They cast long ,heavy shadows
Upon the sun beyond the blue lake.
Lingering in these deep recesses,
A tiny, jeweled star awaits its turn,
One night, when the moon is away,
Then brightly will it burn.
Not knowing in its naïve dreams
The danger that lurks behind the clouds
If the moon is swamped by darker forces
Can a little light burn more bright?
Like hope in a living heart, a new moon over the rocks
Like a smile that shimmers with glistening tear drops
The star shines with all its cosmic might,
A determined flame, blazing away to be a sun tonight.