Predawn

Darkness, silence and cold reign
A memory 
Light, singing and warmth 
Of times past

Where is morning? 

Seasons end with grief
We must endure
New days begin
We will enjoy

The cycle of life 

Will this winter end?
Darkness must turn to light.
Grief give way to joy
It is ordained. 

We will defy this silence
Darkness may reign for now
Let’s sing with the birds
And welcome the dawn





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