The sun she don’t leave us.
We turn away from her.
Turn away and sometimes see light’s reflection.
Find it on the moon.

Why we turn away?
So very hard to say.
(A matter of inertia, pulled by gravity?)
But we return again soon,
We always do.

We begin again.
We get to try again and again.
We get to try!

An endless cycle
Chains us here.
Chains us to our rebirth.
One day, perhaps, we might escape it
And be filled with mirth.

But until then we keep searching.
Keep reaching for the warmth of stars.
Lux Perpetua.
Peace forevermore.

A little light.
A little warmth.
In a darkening world.

In our dark season
Given up on all reason.

Burn your fire bright!
Help each other make it through the longest night.

Bc the night might seem very long.
But we turn away, turn away from wrong.
We turn again.
And the birds begin their song
In the soft breaking of the dawn.

(This is one of my favorites from The Woods. It is paired with a piano piece I call Heartbeats)