The Hour

Dearest sol Father of all Greatest love of our mother Grieving heart so somber Our children are suffering Extreme cold so crippling Extend your reach Your elemental hands should so breach. Reach out for them as they clamor To breath the air of your light Beautiful sun, life giving wonder King of all beings, you are our Father. The light after the night so dark The guide that points to rest The source of fire igniting essence The calm in cold and dire. Strongest of all above Powerful in your every rise Omnipotent and innumerable are your works Bold to become, to fulfill, to behold. We live to wait for you to direct us Each sign of your word enlightens us We stand our ground as our mother told us Sleeping under your eyes and waking to the dark. We live it out till you come back with your heat Come the hour of rest we are bestowed with such zest Your soldiers with us look after us in the dark And we praise you for your protection. You lift us out of all digressions You take good care of us with no limitations Ours is a life fulfilled by your affections Praise you almighty one On days on end without your light We fight the dark in fear of such vehemence The red sparks that threatens our black sky. Your arms envelop it and disperse it away from us Bless you one who gives us life Our hands stretches out daily for your fire Bringer of heat after a day in the mist