Light on the Dark Side.

Through the framing of life’s crosses

There is a dark side with no relief in sight

Still it brings to awareness the crossing of life

The March of time the aging process winters edge

Weathered bell lasting beyond the call of winters hand

A cup of joy tasted honey brings to mind the rant of bees

The run of springs clearest work the awaking to its joy

Bringing life’s renewal all there is as been laid down or in

The belief a waking within a prayer for those now in sleep

Instilled faith for Gods work is never unprepared or complete 

As Gods Hand and Man recounted the steps in a dream to usher 

That in awaking the Lord presented to ours in a sleep the first guild.