Tumbling back to earth,
Clarity is not so near,
But it is assured.
As the skies of night,
Wisdom comes from dark and light,
Testing patience, yes.
Now the sun is gone,
Hidden in the mists of morn,
But I know it’s there.
Like the dim lit mirror.
I can only know in part,
But I will know more.
Clarity calls now,
In these days of winter cold,
Trusting in the Sun.
Light and Dark: Riding the Waves 