Day emerges
      And unburdened urges
The hour vessel sand,
Grain by grain,
To gain by gradual increase,
      That he may enter into
A life that none can ascertain;
And he usurps the authority
                                           Of
Death's powerful hand,
Alight with a spirit courageous
              Yet stained
With Guilt...
For that hand many lives
Has claimed...

Encouraging specific grief and pain!
Devices do definitely die -weather worn and withered; whether worn and wilted -or otherwise.

Once born into his fortress forthright
-The right sustained thru
                  The law of casualties-
Thou gorgeous light steals e'en
The purest night,
      Like a thief unashamed,
(Most naturally and casually.)

But soon Day too will pay this penalty,
And give up the ghost to Night,

      Again one life ends with the sickle of Death,
                   So that a new life might reign
-Afresh in Time's cycle of Eternity forthright.