Drain in Their Glow

There comes a time

Without reason to show

When all of our lives

Tend to drain in their glow

As the pale winter moon

Rises slowly in stride

So we notice blankness

And a false sense of pride

The single circumstance

That changed all our thought

A blackened perspective

With fear we’ve since fought

Cold, bare branches

Hang in their sway

The tender and tranquil

Hidden, dead for today

When slowly, in light

The change will occur

And leaves start to bud

The blossoms become sure

And so, like the forest

From winter to spring

We wait in our darkness

We wait till we sing

But that single emotion

One experience, raw

Would change all our seasons

Our trunks, they would saw

And fallen, defeated

We thought all the end

Would come and surround us

This pain would not mend

Yet, tenderly, dear

We saw the sun rise

And slowly, but surely

So would our eyes

The snow ever melting

As water refreshed

We heard the dawn saying

“Come, in my arms you will mesh”

Oh goodness! oh glory!

We rose to the light!

We sprang from our barren

We grew for delight

And since that raw winter

When chills killed our hope

Now we see we are stronger

Wrought as iron rope