Day shall come again

When red sun  drops and  cooling night  rolls in
Darkness masks both danger and  vision
Ancient minds fear    day won’t come again

Courage for the  delicate   seems thin

We  wrestle  with  our indecision

When  sun  drops and the night  rolls in

But now , new stricken by   a sense of sin
Who shall aid  the soul’s   derision?
Our  ancient minds fear   day won’t come again

When  we sleep, we’re entertained within
Deft dreams squander all   illusion
When  sun  drops and  black night  rolls in.

In reverie we’re loved  and  so  open
Then  fancy turns to full communion
While ancient minds fear  day won’t come again

And so  it was that our own life began
When sperm leaped up in  proud confusion.
When  deep sun  dropped , creative night rolled in
When  ancient  hearts cried  “Day  shall come again”