Rise like the Sun

Rise, O new day, the mighty Sun
pulling itself out of the dungeons of defeat
lights up the black heavens
and ignites hope in the dead Earth !
Look how the wide-eyed bulbuls glide
and sing in gush of golden glee;
and how the shrubs white jasmines fleece,
bedecking the silken morning breeze.

How fresh and pure and inspiring
the faith this new dawn breathes !
How gory was the umbral night:
our heroes fell, our Sun dissolved,
and demons seized the Earth
in hellish thunders, senseless din.
But night is never permanent,
no matther how much they seem.
No pain or loss or disease
can define or suppress you
any longer than the night
eclipses day.

And when you emerge,
you’ll burn the dross to ashes
and realize your gift of God;
like the bold Sun burns the coldness of the dark skies
and gives fresh life to all !