A night spent in the middle
of passion and fright
Revealed a layer of beauty and light
A side I thought was dead and gone
Was revived in the name of
right and wrong
Religion and death
God or not
Nothing matters
when dawn is sought
When the sun comes up
to re-paint the sky
Fall in love again
and make sense of the world
We suffer through one word at a time
In a futile attempt to define the pine