It's Dawn!

It's Dawn and the whole Earth sings but yet the tired Poet-Seer sleeps the sleep of the just and noble in his dreamy composure lies but then as the lyre be touched so Dawn touching the Poet Seer with gentle mien awoke he up startled soft and first then Dawn took him by the hand and rose up afresh for a new day of thought and song: and rose he rose to sing and versify: then will Earth's people gather and sing together in one noble voice and the immense heavens from bound to bound arise and sing and All will sing and All in All and All for All.