Through the leaves a ray breaks through,
To shed a light on me and you.
Heats the day,
Absent at night.
The sun, my friend,
Is God's delight.
The water reflects
The beautiful shine,
Only God could create
Such glory divine.
Every morning the animals stir,
When the light glimmers and awakens the earth.
This priceless glow that I describe,
No one could ever begin to hide.
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