Morning Time For Me

I look at the blue sky in the morn When it is time for the cool dawn To break slowly at the serene east To make the dew melt on the grass And to pull down the walls of mist To make the flowers dance in glee When the cool wind blows from sea I watch the colored petals to open up To receive the streak of golden light That grazes the valley and sea of crop The dawn is full of charm and bliss Its holy ambiance I don't want to miss I come out to watch the silver cloud That moves as vessel across the sea And the birds in nests chirping aloud