And the storm raged across the bliss field
As the moments of time captured the wind
And bent it, pretending it wouldn’t matter
 
The sky burned with daytime
And overpowered the night
As the birds flew higher
Almost out of sight
 
The quiet lingered in the wake
Of the struggle ended
When the pain had gone away
 
And the child stood
With tears in his eyes
In love with the day
And the wind that won
In love with the fire
Of the sun