As the sun now rises in eastern sky

There is always such a promise to be.

With the new day in its glory on high,

Golden light shines as far as eyes can see.

Such wonderous sight to forever behold

While softest brushed crimson stained rays touch all.

In this time, still earth comes into being.

The Mother joins in with her new found song.

Wonderous light touches with such a seeing

That lifts good into right, naught now from wrong.

Morning sun shows its magnificent face,

This promise of life can forever trace.

06/05/2008

Posted on 06/05/2008
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