The Lion of Dawn

Roaring across silent skies

Racing through thinnest clouds and the strongest storms

Bounding from one end of the sky to the next

The Lion of Dawn will rise,

Bringing golden rays across the brightening sky

Lighting the way with every stride

And with great pride and strife,

He fights his way through the day,

To reach the end of the horizon,

While the golden rays fade,

He waits to travel another day