The warm, golden glow

The sky opens up
Revealing the sun
Such a beautiful sight
Such a warm glow

When you live in the dark
Embraced by the cold
Toiling away your days
On this featureless wold

When hope seems to scant
And the days are so long
When the clouds form a wall
And the trees make a dome

The sun emerges victorious
Proud like the gods of old
May it never again banish
May it always be warm

I see it´s rays striking
Such a bright... White light
I´m glad I could see it...
At least one more time...

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