My Soul And The Star

I wake up at the dawn To watch the dying star That sheds its last glow Over the horizon at far With soft wind blowing It shivers a little before It says good bye to the Earth to be seen no more For the day when the sun Appears to play its game With its heat and glare it Crawls as a ball of flame New buds open up with New colors and essence Birds and trees swing in Mirth in a fresh fragrance Like that vanished star A time will surely come When my soul sheds its Gleam and returns home A won't wake up to see The slow breaking of dawn I will be sleeping inside my Grave with all wishes gone