Transcendent beams of heavens light,
Dawn the arrival of a goddess.
Her grace is all that is needed,
To calm the tears in my soul.
She walks across the frozen lake.
The ice melts beneath her feet,
To expose the life that flourishes underneath.
As she reaches the shore,
Her blinding heavenly light,
Either to hide or to announce,
Her beauty.
The grace of this goddess,
Brings life to the once frozen land.
She brings spring.
She reaches out to me,
Her shining light dimes to show her identity.
You.
