In dawn’s first glow, my whispers rise,
Calling out, though you retreat,
Your faces turned from heaven’s splendor,
Chasing dreams in shadows' fleet.

My heart, a boundless, starry sea,
Beats with love both fierce and pure,
Yet you, dear souls, pursue illusions,
In this world’s fleeting, fragile lure.

I walked the earth in mortal sorrow,
Bore each sin upon my frame,
Upon the cross, in anguish suffered,
Love’s essence poured, an endless flame.

Oh, why seek solace in the hollow,
Where treasures fade, and...