Pony Hymn

Morning has broken, like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the dawning,
Praise for them springing fresh from Her word.

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dew fall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where Their hooves pass.

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning,
Born of the two lights Jannah saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every evening,
Their re-creation of the full day.

Cool the gray clouds roll, peaking the mountains,
Gull in her free flight, far from the rush.
Praise for the mystery, misting the evening,
Behold the shadow, and gathering hush.

I am the moonrise, freeing the heavens,
Spilling my soft glow over the earth.
Praise for the sanctum of this new evening,
Bringing my spirit safe to its berth.

Mine is a turning, mine is a new life,
Mine is a journey into Their light.
Praise for the sweet glimpse, caught in a moment,
Joy breathing deeply, dancing in flight.

Filking a hymn to the Celestial Sisters is probably a crossed line that means I'm officially right off the deep end, but the original lyrics to this are practically begging for a few light touches.

EDIT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXWI6ISkzlI for those who are unfamiliar with the song.

Comments

[SPark]

It really is too perfect.

[iisaw]

Wow. Just... wow.

[Cynewulf]

Jannah’s most beloved offspring
The Day and Night

[FanOfMostEverything]

Beautiful work.