When morning comes
And light shines on my face
The dark dreams of night fade,
I am put in my place –
Put in my place to know
What to do, to know
who I am, and to face
the day through.
When hope nearly flees,
And thoughts turn away,
A beam of light breaks!
The shadows stray.
Day once so dark
Fills with the light,
The beam grows stronger
Dispelling the night.

Originally Published in:
Vol. 31 No. 2 April 1971