The day is begun

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A new day is born, as the light

Divides the sky and the earth apart,

when the specks of sunlight bright

Fall from Apollo’s golden chariot.

 

And songs of a bluebird waft 

From the leaves of trees afar,

As I see the longing for tidings

Resembling the sun in the mist.

 

Then the arc of the rainbow appears

From the misty nascent fresh sky,

And my eyes fill with infant joy

Reflecting on the diamonds of dews.

 

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