Enter the light

(1515)  Ekeri ahvane

On summons of the One,
All do rise, rise at present,
Having loved with smile pleasant
In the floral pollen.

Of wish or not, there is no question;
Everybody got the light of morning sun
On hours final of night ebon,
Like a courtship colored crimson.

Slumbering through ages had been
Humanness, two eyes shuttered.
By a clap of thunder and love's touch,
Sleep was shattered with affection.

The pitch dark beats retreat afar;
All would give it leave to depart.
Kettle drums resound inside the heart;
She feels good amid form and color.

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