Song celestial rolling through Heaven
Riding in peace on the edge of lightening.
In dawn’s gentle lapis shade
When morning star hangs shyly bright
And dampened sagecense fills the air
Like whispered prayers uttered where
There is no night,
Earth, herself in hope cries
Words a lonely dreamer hears;
Ancient promises of peace
Now damp as autumn leaves
Raindrop spattered. Bitter tears
Drop in passion from God’s eyes.
Remnants of the tribe stop fighting.
Love is written on their hearts.
Song celestial rolling echoes
Through planets, all, careening frescos;
One age ends another starts.
Peace born on the edge of lightening.