Aurora

Aurora the dawning The beautiful morning As sun gently shines through the trees, The clouds lit with gold And their colours unfold As they sail through the air on the breeze. As darkness is ending The sun is ascending And casting its light on the land, What greatness I see As the day comes to be And I capture the scene in my hand. As the birds start to sing A sweet joy they do bring To the dawn and its marvellous show, As I look on this day And its wondrous display Where my dreams shall eternally flow. Aurora the dawning The beautiful morning As shadows are lit by the sun, The chorus of pleasure I witness this treasure As now the new day has begun.