Under the White

Under the crystalline spires Of your blue sky Wind is sharp Carries summers fire Colors flare here and there In the frosty air New birth on a rare Earth Gold, crimson, sapphire blaze In the coming new dawn Awake ancient voices Sing the songs of creation And sing the songs of our transcendence Awake my child Under crystal clear spires In a pure blue sky Greet this summers coming fire Feel the Colors flare Near, and afar into the frosty air Upon this great birth Greet this new rare earth