Light
When the light
Falls
On the eve
Of
Day,
What else
But to show us
Warmth
And
The break
Of a new
Dawn
For the
World
To
Play?
How do we welcome
The light,
But fear
It
Too?
What do we do
With
Time
When
Light
Tells
Us
It’s
Running
Out
Each
Day?
The light
Is
Our
Messenger,
Our
Signal,
And
Our
Symbol.
The light
Is our
Beacon,
But also
Our
Lanyard,
That we keep
Close
To
Our
Chests
But never
Let
Loose.
Light is both our
Friend
And
Our
Foe,
When we go from
Being
Brightened
To
Blinded.
Light
Can
Shine
And
Be
A
Sign.
What will you
Do
With
Light
To
Change
The
World?
Time will
Tell,
There’s
Still
Some
Light
Left
To
Dwell.
Swell.
