Pure Love Of First Hour

Awake and feel this is first hour, Every creature has pure power. Flowers spread fragrance for us, We have to realize life again thus. Ducks get ready to swim in pond, Matter attracts us and binds bond. Fond of happiness we are we feel, At first hour for work comes zeal. Heal we do for gain to our mind, At first hour nature becomes kind. She transfers her love to us is pure, Awake dear people soon feel sure. Touring we love for beauty to see, In search of flower far flies the bee. Sea with new wave comes to shore, Creamy morning washes dark floor. Eagerly flies in sky to see sun in love New rays touch in pure love to dove. First hour first visit father gives boon, Awake and feel pure love you all soon. © Kumarmani Mahakul,2 Mat 2015. All rights reserved.