Right before
You want to give up
Is when the end is almost near
When it seems it may be dark
Forever
The morning star appears
And dawn is coming near
If we see the beauty
Of the night, of the push
Of the struggle
What we need
To get to where we need to be
The strength
To go one step farther
To wait
A little longer
Engulfs over our being
What we see, how we see it
What we choose
Over what we feel
Is when the end is almost near
Before the view, the dawn
The beginning.
There’s beauty
In those bones
As they ache and stretch
Beauty beyond
The mind
The belief
Of miracles
And an assurance
The sun will rise.