Anne Harmsen

The time has come to greet the dawn
Of life, renewed and vital;
The light has won, vibrant and strong,
While those of night are humbled --
The break of day has warmed our hearts,
Where twilight's gloom did haunt us,
And love has shown its colors in
A spectrum, full and glorious...

The sun has shown its face once more
Where moonlight rendered shadow;
The dearth of hope we felt before
No longer has the power
To chain our minds to demon dark,
Or cling to us as raiment --
The time of night is passing fast...
The break of day has claimed it.