December again, welcome the darkness
Before the light, like sleep before the dawn
Like the rejection before the success
Like non-existence before we are born
Like gestating sketches before they’re drawn
Or hunger and thirst as mealtime draws near
Or loneliness until you meet the one
The one that becomes two, then three and four
Before the confidence we go through fear
After the suffering we become blessed
After the sowing of the seed grows corn
After we’ve heard it all we start to hear
From naked beginnings we learn to dress
And the curtains of ignorance are torn
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