Brightness.
Dawn and night-clouds part on the horizon,
Dark muddy blues turn suddenly light
Spilling change on sun\'s hues as she rises,
And oh that fullness of sight.
Glow of greeting bequests winter daytime,
Brazen dome brooks no trace of the night.
She aims to captivate dark guilelessly
With oh such flourish of style.
Her blush in pale sky flashes a brightness
Over first tremble of prelude to fire.
Her welcome rays now blazing sublimely
In oh what a show of surprise.