It is of the time
Before the sun awakes
When the night still reins
Before horizon breaks
In silence of unknown
Stillness flows in air
Breathing in its peace
Drawing Spirit near
In emptiness of now
Of busyness not known
Transition is to be
Hope in light is shone
Of darkness to be filled
When dew is touched with grace
Hold moment in the soul
See Spirit fill this space
Knitted in the silence
Of the nights remains
Mornings preparation
With path of each contains
Dwelling in the hollow
Of emptiness of world
Peace of God now reins
Fulfilled by will unfurled