Clouds, the glory of sunset
darkness, then dawns the morn,
tears, sorrows sweet sacrifice
birth, the tender flower born.

Plants, then comes full harvest,
silence and then the soft word
dark before the full starlight,
song, lovely music is heard.

Hate, then the forgiveness,
comfort after all the strife,
love then total devotion,
death comes the new wonder of life.

©Marie Calhoun 2006