When the night is short and the day is long
I listen to the the travelers song
To sing their soliloquy to only me
I hear old friends who’ve ceased to be
I hear the warble the chirp the bray
All have important things to say
To me alone? My brain says no
But truth be known within the soul
Though questions of tragedy and loss
Take me to paths that I must cross
I will follow natures song
Where for the moment days are long
For now new life comforts me
Heals wounds of unanswered tragedy
The days are long and full of light
Prepares me for long winter nights
