The Day Bird

The Night Bird Calls,
Can’t find his way,
Can’t find the thing,
That lights his day.

The Night Bird cries,
With all his heart,
With all he has,
Yet falls apart.

As the Night Bird searches,
He is left broken,
And left confused,
By words unspoken.

The same call is heard
By his own ears,
By his own heart,
But who, he fears.

The Day Bird sings her song,
A song so strong and bright,
That even the Night Bird,
Feels the light.