The dawn of day

The dawn of the day
Trails the death of night,
As the light shines through the stained glass
And the breakage of day begins to shine bright.

The rising sun
The blaze of heat,
The shiver of cold,
Are now discrete.

Anginn displays the beauty of the world
While the rosy hue now shadows the rodor above.
Glowing sunlight and blush of golden
Paint pictures of the lyft with love.

Crisp and clear dawn
illustrate the rejoice of another auspicious day
Where leode now wake
And our kin begin to pray.

Alas! The alluring dawn is now of yore
And another day has been blessed once more!