Time Of Morning

The cold wind blows, As wolves howl upon the night, Hours tick as time shows, Praise the dark and protect this light,

Break nothing does the dawn, Casting darkness to each side, Beam of light which shines upon, Shadows cannot duck, dive nor hide,

Time of morning comes to thee, Winds of change begin to breath, Eyes cracked open start to see, The day is new and ours to weave.