When at last the sun goes down the darkness starts and the moon comes out. I find myself just starring out into the night with a silent thought.
The gentle breeze and the shimmering stars reminds me of the grains of sand that gently tells of time that's passed.
When all is quite and all is still you can only sit and wonder what makes this real.
No trace of chaos, no trace of pain, no gentle laughter or happy cheer.
Only silence and emptiness while darkness passes with out a trace.
To clear it all, to start a new.
We welcome it with open arms oh start again oh wondrous night oh start again with your shimmering light.
- Mar
