Remember when all seems lost and forgotten
That there will always be light,
Whether by moon or stars,
At the end of the passage.
Today marks the end of a single echo
While another starts anew upon the morrow thereafter
A second chance? A third perhaps?
Rising in the east like the sun at dawn or as the moon at the twilight.
Forever and ever
Thy will be done
So mote it be
Amen.