soon comes the night

[fledgist]

a word or two and then the silent time
echoes of emptiness in the quiet wood
still everyone has done just what they could

we fear the slippage back to primal slime
before we've managed to achieve some good
a word or two and then the silent time

none here would challenge our exhausting climb
nor say that we had not reached where we stood
nor yet hide honour underneath a hood
a word or two and then the silent time