Sunrise, Sunset

The sun comes over morrow’s name
Scented lilac breezes fill the air.
Morning dew on each little blade of grass.

I am free,
to enjoy the light

I am free,
from the darkness that holds me tight, for a little while.

I am free,
as the sun comes over morrow’s name

The moon comes over morrow’s name.
Bright shining stars fill the sky,
nights flowing winds whistling at trees branches.

I am free,
because I followed the stars.

I am free,
even though I walked so far.

I am free,
now the night has little power over me.

Because the sun comes over morrow’s name

So I will be here,