Still Working On It, But It's A Thing.

Still working on it, but it's a thing.

Though brightly shines the early eastern sky Though radiant does its brother end the days Though so plethoric shine the stars on high The light that comes from you decries their rays Though sweet the songs that sing the morning birds Though tenderly protects the mother bear Though strong the bonds between the grazing herds Your voice o’er-heard makes silent their affair

The oceans roar and ceaselessly devou’r All that it pleases; nothing is exempt And all is subject to the fire’s pow’r None flee when flames, their targets have been dreamt But you are more astonishing than these For in your heart, it’s God you long to please.