Sometimes as it rises it feels as if it will bathe us,
bathe us with the light of joy, bathe us in love.
Creeping slowly up from the edge, peeking,
bringing tidings of the day, yet to be, possibilities.
It opens before us and all is washed away, yesterday,
today stretches out before us, fresh, new, go.
bathe us with the light of joy, bathe us in love.
Creeping slowly up from the edge, peeking,
bringing tidings of the day, yet to be, possibilities.
It opens before us and all is washed away, yesterday,
today stretches out before us, fresh, new, go.
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