The shining jewel the rising sun
Coloring the sky with shades of crimson
Joy fills me for the day has begun.
Nature begins to stir
The small creatures of the dawn first
They move sluggish now, but soon will rush
As they bathe in the golden light
Shiver with wild delight.
The wind will sigh, the trees will sweep
Stirring as they begin to feast
Upon the golden rays from the East.
Unseen rivers flow through the air
As the world begins to breath as one
Connected beneath the golden sun.
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