The storm clouds part. The night is coming to an end. Sleep now, smile for me in remembrance. I was only sleeping and now awake. A new dawn breaks. The hand reaches out the extent of arms to heaven. The sweet voice of God. The eyes now open, the light brighter than any sun has my heart ever beat until this moment. Life begins with the call home, the passing, the death, the rebirth, the absolution of all things, the remembrance of rain