As I watch tomorrow rise
Faintly in the east,
Gossamer clouds shimmer
Orange and pastel pink.
Dim the pale southern stars
As the ebony sea's
Muffled waves mildly break
On the lonesome beach;
Then a saffron sun appears,
Shyly it ascends,
Gilding earth and heaven
As my prayer is sent.
Rising, like the golden star
Gleaming on the bay,
Swept along to the divine
In the rolling waves.
In the dawning's breeze I hear
Whispers in reply,
Carrying your love to me
In the 'morrow's rise.