A droplet of dew signifies the beginning
Banishes the midnight sky and starts the morning
Cyan firmament and iridescent sun's rays
Delight the psyche of every being in their ways
Eyes overwhelmed by beauty and by elegance
For nothing can surpass this deity at a glance
Generally pleasant not only to one's sight
Hallowed and gallant to the senses like a knight
It's a pity that sunbeams don't last forever
Just a while, sunset will be in its endeavor
Knowing that the horizon will be filled with specks
Lime roses and stripes will be at dusk's serene neck
Marked by the passing time the moon will soon be here
Night will finally take its place and will spell queer
Offering enchantment into its every path
Providing a concoction of peace and of wrath
Quixotic atmosphere, reason for suspicion
Romantic, mysterious, and intense emotion
Soothing dim light in the realm of ebony
Testing one's heart, breaking into one's sanity
Ubiquitous blackness, but with definite end
Very soon, dawn will have its brilliant hand to lend
Worthwhile it is to watch the cycle eternal
Xanthous beams which appear truly ethereal
You are the lucky one, and the only witness
Zephyrs do blow upon you, my tree, my dearest