Brightly, you give Light to the Morning Crow Falling, midday camouflaged and Frozen Crystals, the Blonde Light of Balders Hair Venusian, through the White Window of Venus Omen, the river smells like a Grandfather Foaming, the tide is swallowing the Morning It takes me through the Hallway See-through, the Morning walls are Stain-Glassed The Morning Sky is Stain-Glassed in the Venusian Venus, Frozen Light Cold Window, Frozen Light The Sword points to the East Violent Blade Violet Flame in the Venusian