Across the Fields At Dawning
Darkness lifts with the hint of suns' light
across the fields at dawning.
The coming of day releases the night
as moving some great awning.
The things that were hid now come to light
across the fields at dawning.
The suns' rays pierce the dark with their might
as alone, I write yawning.
Another world I look upon
across the fields at dawning.
What makes for tribulation is gone
across the fields at dawning.
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