I have seen the dawn begin
With a thread of lavender
Hinting, to my leafless sight,
There is something more than night.
I have seen the dawn begin
With a sky of scarlet fire
Declaring, high above each tall
Leafy tree, that day is all.
Whether that receiving ray
Shines with great or little power
On barren tree or grassy lawn
Matter little—it is dawn.
–From In Green Pastures (written in 1944?)