The Dawn That Fills the World.

The Dawn That Fills the World

The spot between a rock and a hard

place is where I want to be right now.

In the middle of it all, in between it all.

Just like something out of a horror movie.

I guess nothing makes much sense right now,

but in time, it will, just like the sun will rise

over the earth each day,

and the night will melt with dew.

The seasons will change. Day to day, everything

changes at the heart of the world,

and the world is at the heart of it all.

We are one. We are the earth.

The soil rises up out of the darkness like a song,

rises up, the flower pushes past its roots

and sings to the dawn that fills the world.