A Peaceful Sunday Dawn

Throughout the Saturday night, everyone suffering from a fever was either out to enjoy the night or busy on his cell phone. No, they didn't have time to talk to a loved one. The basic purpose of a cell phone to talk to someone they have forgotten. They don't have time to ask the friends or acquaintances if they are all right. Are they in some sort of trouble and need any help. The mentally tired old man took advantage of it. He went to bed early and enjoyed a deep and peaceful sleep. Nature was so happy with him that it awarded him with a lovely dawn in that he couldn't listen to a human voice. The pleasant twilight and chirping of birds welcomed old man. He sat on the wet green carpet With the dancers whose legs were firmly held by the earth whose hands were signaling the skies to send their breaths that may touch the hidden beauty of their colorful parts. And lo, pleasant and passionate winds came touched the virgin buds and the flowers hypnotized the old man. He became a part of the colors and fragrance and his colorful and fragrant thoughts inspired him to react with a beauty that he always lacked on other days. Thanks to a silent, peaceful and creative Sunday dawn! The tired noise makers are still in their beds.