Begin with a dark and formless world,
and for an eternity,
wait for the second when time first begins to tick.
Sprinkle stars in the sky,
to twinkle with hope when all else seems lost,
to remind of greater things beyond our personal world.
Add a touch of silver to be the bold yet shy centerpiece...
And call this night.
Slowly, magnificently, stir in a growing golden light
announced by a flick of morning birds...
To be called morning.
Then beat in a daring royal blue to frame this golden light...
To be called day.
Bring forth the birds if many color to escort this light away,
bringing night to dominate once more.
Opposite twins, forever giving light,
One strong, one gentle...
