Baking the world br With golden warmth br Fermenting the breadwinners br The rising Sun br Suppressed the bubbling youthful fun br As clouds dark br Swam into focus br His brow was wet br His toil sweat br br Were the clouds gathering br Shrinking his horizon? br Focusing his visions br To near vicinity? br He continued his work br Day may wade by br Lurking in the waters of fear br He will wet not his optimism br He summoned his will br To inner conflicts still br br Sun down was sure to silent slip in.........