To all of those who have no lives

for the abandoned child who sits and cries

think of the one who loves you still

for He is as close as the nights cold chill

Some say He does not exist

but to those who know cannot resist

He carries through the good and ill

and buries darkness if we keep still

Find Him in the well of peace

and you will see He thinks Him least

busy is He in loving you

while busy are you in other loves

He will know what you must do

so listen up He will guide you too

abandon the shadow you think you are

and become the One who makes the sun.