Your pure morning light
Spins and weaves a golden web
Through the furry frost
Your pure morning light
Spins and weaves a golden web
Through the furry frost
Fuzzy evening light
Illuminates new catkins
In a final glow
Did life pass us by
Run away from us again
While we were waiting?
Left here in the leaves
We await the break of dawn
Just a wild goose chase
Crystaline fractals
Refract the cold morning light
Each season repeats
The shadow below
Is just a dim reflection
Of the light above
Branches reaching out
Into a tunnel of light
Seeing without eyes