Twilight has gone and dawn has come
Both in the sky and in my heart:
Time is not yet for us to part,
We shall be still gifted with some
Bright mornings together;
I feel my spirit lift off-ground,
Soar up into the atmosphere,
And the sun’s warm light melt my fear,
I truly hope the world around
Retains this nice weather.
Pathetic fallacy. Or is it?