PASSING NIGHT

Sing melody, and
Dance merry.
The lamp, which was
Shining bright
At the altar
The whole
Night of life, now
Beckons towards
The new dawn
At heaven's gate

Life trite
Archaic tight
Redeemed itself
At the touch
Where nothing
Prevailed but
The silence
Beaming light, at
Surrounding sight

Sing melody, and
Dance merry.
Let orchestra
Play the music.
All never comes
But after
The demise, of
Passing night.