SONG OF THE SUN

SONG OF THE SUN

Come beams of light from heights of space,
And shine and ray upon this place.
Come chase the coldness from the air;
Bring warmth and light to everywhere,
And heat the stones and ripen grain.
Disperse the clouds on which you gaze
With your clear-wise and fiery blaze.
Shine out upon the storm-wet leaves,
And let the birds sing in the trees.

Come, oh gentle sunbeams, come.
Warm the earth where tempests played;
Kiss the flowers with soothing rays.
Summon lizards from beneath brown leaves.
Let the birds fly from the trees
Into the vastness of the air
To wing on warming currents there.

Shine and shine, oh, warming blaze.
Beam and beam your burning rays;
Change air into a shimmering haze,
And bring my fire to the old earth now.
Butterflies dance from flower to flower,
Humming bees seek nectar there,
Through the drowsy, heavy air.
Glitter and glow on sea and land,
Spread your heat on every hand.
Fill the world with colour; light
The world around with blazing might!