Sun-dance on the gleaming lake,
Joyful golden song awake,
To you the eagle does rejoice,
With its great symphonic voice.
Look to the sky,
The ravens reel,
All glory now can you not feel?
The heavens shine with all their might,
And banished is the thought of fright.
Bliss and power fill the air,
No mortal song could e'er compare,
To this ancient and eternal light,
The radiance is ever-bright.
Wherefore do we dance and sing?
Why bask within this faeries' ring?
For joy of melody we gather here,
Within this haven there lies no fear
And gentle is the gliding tune,
As glowing great as the vibrant moon.
Yet in the notes great colors run,
And also hold spirals of the sun
And beginning points of stars
That shine Jupiter and Mars
And fill the heavens with elation
In this time of sweet sensation.