I stand in waning light
Knowing soon will come night.
For so long I thought that's where I belonged
Hidden away in the shadows
Now I know where I belong
Or am fighting to get there
Not in total light to need shades
Nor in blackness that never ends
Balance the extremes
Never total consuming happiness
Nor complete miserable sadness
But bits of both make the pieces
Like a jigsaw one matches with the other.
If I have one wish
It's to pray to remember this
It's not the road
Or the trials
But the end, looking at all who survived
And we share a grin
Feeling the same thanksgiving.
