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The Day
The heavens light with holy fires
And dawn rests on the earth;
The darkness flees the lowest spires
And seeks a hidden berth.
As light begins earth’s day anew
So should the people sing;
The warmth of souls raised brightly too
Could greater glory bring.
Still, all is not joyfulness, for
There is darkness after this,
And the joyful happiness
Is vanished in a dank abyss.
So it takes discernment, mind,
For both the good and bad to find.
