What of the future now?

Night owl, night owl flying high;
with wisdom of both heart and mind.
What now of hope, and what of fear?
Which path will guide the way?

Here on the ground we face great sorrow,
our hearts yearn out for love.
But what of the future now?
What roots us to the ground?

Night owl, night owl flying high;
with wisdom of both heart and mind.
What strength and courage bounds?
With grace may it be found.

Our candles burn together.
This memory long remains.
When the silence breaks and noise returns.
Will we bring great change.

What of the future now.