Dawning
The dawn is beaming
Over that deep blue
Winter’s melting with that touch of spring
As that rainbow coats all creations below
Her tenderness caressing
A chime under that rim
Sweet and mellow the jingle
Echoes about to one and all
Waking the travelers
To get on where they long to go
The indolent souls
In a hazy world
Singing an Auld Lang Syne
To that cauldron of old
To savor for a lifetime
To forget not
The souls come alive
To the east rises the sun
All is here and all is as good
