Rest (to KCG)

Night used to be a cloak
To cover the things
He did not want the Sun to see

Then the darkness
Became a wrap
To rest his eyes
From the light of day

Now it's different

Because the beauty
Of her presence is brilliant
The eyes of his soul
Have further opened

To the Sun that shines
Behind the former sun

Now sleep comes easy
When he knows
Her beauty preceded
And will follow it

One cannot stare at Her too long
Just like the sun