MORNING

The radiant sun with his shiny rays
Scattering gold on the vast screen
Penetrating the surface of the sea
To awaken the lives breathing

The rays of the sun softly touch
The leaves hanging from the trees
Ephemeral dew drops are impatient
Shine to mingle with this beauty.

The chirpy birds' song echoes
With a cool breeze blows
Fragrant flowers opening petals
Blushing butterflies' joy unbound


Let not ignore the coming beams
They are entering in sleepy realm
Urging us to open our eyes
Welcome morn with a smile.
Shraddha S Sahu

- Shraddha S Sahu