The Sun is rising, lighting up the woods,
Proclaiming the power of the light,
The beehives, nests under the azure hood
Are chanting their ode of delight.
The Star is streaming all over the Earth
And all the World is rejoicing and exulting,
Under the Sun each day is a day of birth,
The planet is overfilled with joyous sounds.
"Tis very spare: dawns, the skies, the air,
But what can be more powerful, indeed?
Our Mother Nature is benign and fair,
We are her children, that"s our main deed.
August 5th, 2011