Let There Be Us

Morning hum in the marrow of stars. Heartbeat drumming on ancient bars.

I open my eyes and I remember, every ember, every scar.

The silence splits and music pours through open skies and unseen doors. No

more I and you to aim, just we, alive in endless play.

Let there be light, let there be us, made of stardust,

faith and trust. Every sound and every spark writes the dawn from out the

dark. Who builds the sky? The ones who dream.

Who spins the world? The ones who sing. Now every breath