“For all things there's reason, a time, a place, its season
For all things day and night, for each shadow a source of light”
There's a time and place
With moments to dance
Or times to reckon
Or give way to chance
For without light's guide
Shadows couldn't be
Will our sight adjust?
Will we still see?
The light of the world
Is one thought away
Just trace the shadows
To its source His way
Ecclesiastes 3
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away