The Promise of Night and Day

Heavens fight o'er night and day,
Darkness creeps like shadows from a distant pain.
Sun shows one last ray,
Setting all afire so mundane.

Thunder promises water from where it lay,
All is separated from its grain.
Stars peer shyly from the spray,
Illuminating reality from the claim.

Hope is given after you pay,
For the wickedness of your sane.
Light of another day,
Is given to the one who pane.