Where Night is Not Black

The wild rose grows deep
Trouble grows with time
Releasing the call now,
Like a lone bell chime

The moon watches far
As walking by water
Passing a sole star
Lighting the path we walk

Now lying still she sleeps
My lips catch her hint
Sweet like a wild rose
Eyes with a soft tint

Open now they beam
Like soft rays of energy
Feelings like a dream
Love as true as pure life

Unnatural length of night
Bright skies stand held back
Wild roses sleep near
In the darkness black

Up comes the morn sun
Now the rose has changed
Now unlike the one
Red now is the wild rose