The hours are waning the daylight is too
The night is upon us: dark pushes through
Bringing us visions of stars in the sky
Listen intently: The angels are nigh...
Quieting moments are bidding us all
To hear how the evening is ready to call
Moving our spirits to refection and rhyme
Angels are asking us: "give us some time"
Off with the tv, the computers, the net
Silence for a moment: you'll never regret
For all of the hours that make up each day
Will never be fruitful... if never we pray