Wonderful World

Sunrise breaks over the east so innocently as did the birth of creation The Dawn rising to reclaim her throne from the night time's reign Serenly, magestically, displaying her light as blinding as white linen The chorus of the morning singing her praises, the return of the Queen Fields dance in her warmth, their colors hightening from her touch As the shadows run from view, a new vision of the day is born Birds take to flight across the clouds of frosted blue and white The world stirs, all is well Sadly her reign is short lived As sunset breaks over the east so innocently as did the first death The dusk casting her blanket of darkness, the throne now set for the return of the King Owls twitter as they awaken from their sleep Nocturnal world answering the call of the Moon And so the pattern continues Life progresses The Monarchy of the skies Supreme in their own time and realms One of silver one of gold The treasure's of nature For all to behold