A New Day
When the red ball of fire,
Tips over the mountain,
The earth awakens.
The earth thunders with life,
With children,
With songs.
The earth paints itself,
With blue,
The color of a new day.
The earth lets out a melody,
A bird,
A voice.
The sounds of a daybreak.
When the red ball of fire,
Tumbles down the mountain,
The earth sleeps.
The earth shares a dream,
With those,
Who believe.
2007-05-03
17:08:54
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