The day has to bloom in noon
Father of heaven gives boon.
He has sent us many flowers,
Three hundred in light towers.
Come on souls feel this light
No more here exists that night.
Three hundred love flowers feel,
Morning humanity does give zeal.
Let us walk hills and adore God,
We children soon we should nod.
Come up and rise like sun moon,
Calmness is blooming here soon.
Life is filled in wisdom sings
Time with tide comes mind rings.