The birds are leaping
The waters gliding
The valley smoking
The incense breathing
The rocks all pending
The waterfall cascading
The Oceans peeping
The Seas the Oceans joining
The beaches rattling
The waters seeping
The dusk be weeping
The Dawn be smiling
The night be jesting
The night be sleeping
The glades are crying
The boughs whispering
The nightingales fleeing
Into far boughs hiding
The day is rising
And new day's blessing!
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