
THE
SUN'S
CREATOR
In the mountains
Snow-capped high
Baldachin blue
Cloud floats by
Tinkling bell
A young girl's sigh
The sun's Creator
Rises nigh
Not on throne
Gold bearing ships
Limousine
But finger tips
Above the angels
Young priest's hands
Consecrate
His Blood demands
While in these Alps
The side called France
Subversive shepherds
In shadows dance
As sun's Creator
Was elevated
The subversives screech
Reverberated
For in the mountains
Snow-capped high
The sun's Creator
Can never die!

