Look at the risen sun, As you lift your sleepy head. It’s like a silhouette of orange, Golden rays beam ahead. The rays are all ablaze, Fierce, bold and wild. A light that glistens darkness, The sky grasps it’s light.
penned down from space and time
penned down from space and time
Look at the risen sun, As you lift your sleepy head. It’s like a silhouette of orange, Golden rays beam ahead. The rays are all ablaze, Fierce, bold and wild. A light that glistens darkness, The sky grasps it’s light.