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On the edge of Earth and Air, a birth
of light rose from the Sea.  Like Mirth
in revelry, Bright Sun’s rays leapt
with frivolity.  She, thought swept

under by Sleep, emerged long kept
in Old Sea.  Resplendent, she wept
with ferocity as dark Clouds
of dank humor withered in shrouds.

A wonder grew before the crowds,
but remembrance often beclouds
firm faith; for the resurrected sight
caused some to doubt and some, delight.