Across The Whole World

The dawn follows after the darkness of night,

The birds sing in chorus, “The world is all right!”

And across the whole world on the morning’s first light

            My soul to your soul calls, “Good morning!”

The rainbow is beauty o’er-arches the sky,

And we know by that token the storm has gone by,

And along the bright rainbow across the blue sky

            My soul to your soul calls, “Good morning!”

“Good morning!” it calls, and the morning’s first flush

Grows pinker and warmer and softer, and, “Hush!”

A bird calls, then, clear as the note of the thrush,

            Your soul to my soul calls, “Good Morning!”

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