BREAK OF DAY contd.
True in its own essential being
True in its gracefulness of movement
As opening petals make as well
Their own reception to the sacred hour.
As the Sun now rising, rising
Has turned the key
And open swings the door
Upon the day it has provided
That we can forward move
From the precious womb of morn to take
Fresh action, labours motivating
Till beneath the a silver Moon
Evening comes and falls the night.
Making way till dawn is breaking
Breaking, breaking, newly breaking
And through the misty veils again
The gazelle steps, rejuvenating
In the song of all creation.