I rose before the sun wore it's mask I sat at the edge of the world Contemplating the task beforehand The fury of winter has gone into annual slumber While the lady of the desert awakens for her summer I removed my shadow Who kept me company throughout the night I lowed my pen for the first time As the flowers began to bloom and write No longer should I find Comfort in the endless night The sun has risen and forever shall stay up Now time to roam with curiosity and an empty cup