Poems (White)/The Sun

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THE SUN
Glorious path of light we take, Facing our sun, when we awake; Glorious Path of Sacred Light, Forcing beauty upon our sight.
All of our world closes its eyes When it passes from off your skies; When we must turn our back to you, Our spirits flag, we languish too.
We lose ourselves,—don't care to live, Until our face to you we give.
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