Awesome Morn

A new sun break through silver clouds And nests swing from fronds to invite The west wind bearing wild essence of Foliage with receding image of night A song from shepherd's flute fleeting as An invisible wave across undulating dale Dark wings with a brief somersault go Up to mingle with clouds in a zigzag trail Sound of silver and gold reverberated From stairs of the small pond as agile feet Stir the cool water and send dancing ripples To the holy dome at the center and repeat Tall palms swing to the music of the Stream that coyly flows by the old temple The portrait is drawn with a deft hand and Staying indoor in this hour is not that simple