DAWN.  

To the coming of the Dawn
That meets and greets,
And breaks the blacking of our night,
 I salute you.

With your Chorus of Voices that 
Are,
Summers Spherical Smile,
Broken over the Cops,
Whilst the Tree Dragon She Sleeps,
 High and undisturbed.

You are the Sun,
Rising,
Into each new Day,
Straining,
And I Salute you.

Advancing into Timbered Avenues
Of choice and colour,
Where one writes ones name,
Shedding,
With each turning of the Page.

And you are the Sun,
And I salute you,
Healer of Streams,
And High Chorus of Men.