No twinkling this blackened night,
a journey towards love and light
begins with a single nothing,
the passing of time, hour by hour
carry us closer to what we crave
our innermost desire,
the first twinkling eye of night
chasing the incubus away,
releasing that first diamond 
to light our way 
towards the brightest night
on that bestest of summer’s day,
then back again through mud
to this the darkest of days
and our hour of change
and the dawn of a new faith.