When the heavenly rooster sings
The morning harkens,
But sporting outspread wings
Will make the cosmos darken .

Rein in rebellion
Under folded pinion .
Crow the crimson day,
Be not Chaos’ minion .

O beak above clouds
That speaks so loudly,
Calm your clucking
And cool your claws
In the ocean spray,
As waves rise and fall .

*[ WSB ]_.