A zither descant rides wind through the trees,
Clouds pirouette like maidens in chiffon,
Summer’s hot day allows night to appease
On a lake, moon-glow highlights a lone swan.
On snow-topped mountains, on drifting sand dunes
Piercing the darkest forests with your beams,
A grand mood setter for lovers and loons
You even preside in most of our dreams.
Oh, ancient bright orb that hastened bards reach,
That spun many hearts and minds in a whirl
With your polished wisdom you softly preach,
You are God’s dangling necklace of one pearl.
Oh, bright overseer spinning in space
I pray that you ever shine on each face.