The dawning of day brings with it the light of opportunity
The rays peering through my window allow me the chance to either receive or deny
To give or withhold
What now shall I do with this window of opportunity?
How shall I hold to pain while the morning birds serenade my soul with songs of love?
Come forth, O Sun
The moment of your warmth has arrived
Hide not, My Heart
For no more can we cling to the safety of night
We must now join in on the dance of day
And if we tarry a while...
We will find the light to have a comforting song all of it's own