The dawn is welcome
After black long hours
Our eyes shut
We saw only dreams.
Dreams informed us
Of mysteries unearthed
What we now know
We did not.
We did not care for truth
Before the light
Luminous showers make us
Realize fact.
Facts are always sacred
To the learned
Wise men keep them close
To the breast.
The breast holds the heart
Which flows passionate rivers
It is in these rivers that
We sail our restful boats.