They meet at the edge of the world— the soft, pink pillow of the sun and the cold, navy runway of the stars— two as different as they come. And if they refused to be seen together, the children of earth would live and die without ever seeing a sunrise.
Read more "Night and Day"Come, O gentle Light of dawn, and rest your hand upon my weary head. Come, sense the sickness in my soul and dress and tend the whole where I have bled. Spread your warmth upon my cold for You alone can mold and wake the dead. Come, and dawn from glow to blaze, and speak […]
Read more "Come, O Gentle Light of Dawn"The earth has donned her misty veil, With softened beauty, waiting for the sun To bound up strong above the trees And live again the ancient dawn When night and day first wed above the seas, The stars as witness to the two as one Who dance till earth and sky shall fail.
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