When our lives understand a natural peace,
We listen with our hearts, mind rests,
The twilight of meaning suggests
Only now might quiet stirs sound release.
Inescapable is the presence of our dawn,
Will arrive, have meaning, purpose
Lives matter in waking a quiet repose
As we again, always, begin in love to fawn.
There is a natural beauty in a somber tone
To knowledge begun in afterthought
When piece together that we wrought
Only to know our lives could forever be one.
It is that silent memory of love in kindness
Eyes awaken to a new dawn, an awareness.