Invocation to Daeg
Hail to the Master of the Day!Golden and bright, you rise before the Sun,The mists seek refuge before your burning smileAnd the morning wafts flesh-pinkOver the standing corn.
We greet your coming with opening eyesAnd open arms that stretch to honor you.
Skinfaxi’s rider, glowing behind the horizonAnd then bringing that glowThrough a thousand clouds,May your coming always be joyIn our eyes and in our hearts.