The Sun Rose an Orb
The sun also rises an orb of fire.
In each nature an angel climbs,
The heart of truth is pure.
Flowers wave velvet petals.
Crimson heavens set the eve,
Orange cotton candy upon a wall of blue.
Warmth of creation hold us close
A gentle wind caress my brow
A golden sliver glows white,
Dark blue to deep ebon dims the day
Shades vanish, night has fallen,
The babes eyes droop
Sleep precious child, dream sweet
Let the true peace dwell in your heaven.
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