In the hours
Before the morning light
With time alone
To fall and rise
With time alone
And darkness there
To settle back
Except for pain
Free to stare
Half awake now
With the tea
I share my thoughts
My hopes for me
The certainty
The sanctuary
The beauty
The love
I splashed in rivers
I walked in parks
I climbed mountains
I’m up for the larks
My mind does wander
That much is true
Nostalgia and reverie
To remember but the few
And the many
Who have joined this faith
Not always, or forever
Yet for the meanwhile
We carried the staff
Lived many ways
With tears and smiles
Before the day
And the hours of miles
