Plate of white light, shining down.

Light of the heavens, when nothing shows the way

Shadows run from it, fear slinks back

But not always.

The winding knife, it cuts the earth

Sustainer of breath, we hold it close

Life is dust, and the future is ash without

But not always.

I am strong, I am wise,

I am changeable, I can please everyone

If you need me, I will be here for you.

But not always.