The sound of breathing, the silence intensenThe hearts are pounding, endlessly herenThe wind tumbling steadily, traded between usnIt becomes a wild and powerful strengthnnNew LightnnYou took my wind, and gave me your windnIt passes between us, invisible, purenThe patterns in motion, the birds in their formsnThe horizon is only a point on the mapnnNew LightnnThe holy head dressed with feathers, and howlingnThe mother protects the young, and the wornnThe clouded dusk drops, the burning sun cracksnThe natural world reinvents itselfnAnd turning the wheel, the iron fears cryingnThe walls moan and sing as they shift in the windnThe night is a prayer that beckons the dawnnHopeful and patient for new light to comennNew Light