Rays tinting golden-white
Bleeding through my gossamer kite
Blurred in my sun-kissed sight
Acknowledge it's majestic might

Drowning in a sea of plight
Deeper and deeper, closer to benight
But make with you a battle-sight
And watch it's ascent be under blight

A path so bright
Though imperfect, it's airtight
Loosen all bights
And paint it all with the colour light