The Lake at Night

The lake, at night, will dance with me while everyone is sleeping
The lake, in darkness, answers me, to all the things my skin is asking
But I cannot stay here with you, in this shelter you've built us here
Because I know God favors those who will come out courageously

I see the sun shine on the leaves, the water holds the fishes
And oh, the glory of the trees, whose arms are spread so wide, and high
And, tiny ant, I climb and sing, and wither on the ground and die
I know the light, held out and given, when I go where I am in it