I see a rising sun
In you, my dear,
And I know the sun
Is not there to set.
I know the beauty
of the morning,
I know the love
For truth,
And the truth
For love.
We both are here
To welcome the sun,
To make all realize
The truth of life.
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Beauty of morning sun and beauty of love move here with imagery in parallel manner.10