The Sunrise

The Sunrise We look at her rays with wonder But her creations with awe For she wakes up little birds Who mark the beginning with calls The creator of the song so sweet A single verse will vanish all drops of dew And make petals of flowers fragile Open one by one to the rhyme If you dare to seek new hope Look at the East at dawn Or perhaps West at dusk But do not loose your hope when she sets For she disappear from the darkening sky To rise again after rest and to dine…