Before the night rose
Before the beasts spoke
Gold light of heaven
Bestows to the land
Golden light, warmth, life.
But the heavens turned
from brilliant life-light
To cold dust lattice
Still rainbow arrays
Hanging silent in
The starry abyss
In the Endless Night
Countless Beasts stood up
And in the snowy
Wastes, History took its
First slow, frozen Step.