Summer times …
It's up and then it's down.
It happens, these waves and wild rides.
These waves, we don’t always want to ride.
It shines and then it’s dark.
It's the light that we must shine,
This light, we don’t always know how to shine.
It rises for the depths.
Its shines brighter in the darks
It's the Awakening we must reckon, even if we dread it with all our might.