Prayer to Dawn and the Sun

Dawn rises in the East
She pulls her cloak behind her
It covers the sky while she pushes away night.
Slowly grows in the East the golden flower
Slowly its bud opens
and then, suddenly, surprisingly,
with a flash of golden light,
He is there.
The sun is born again.
She has raised him again
He is freed from the earth.
He spreads his wings
and climbs into the sky.
His eye looks down
and we look up.
People awake
Cattle awake
Singing birds awake.
Creatures of the night go to sleep
Secrets hide
Deeds are done in the open.
Day begins.