Morning Glory

The sun stealthily peeps from behind the hill Tearing the black gown of the night From his face golden rays spill Brightening the Earth in dazzling light Flowers bloom with the glow of the morning sky They adorn the Earth all the year round The heavens seen immaculate in azure dye Tufts of grass carpet the rain soaked ground Softly floating on the zephyr’s wing The resonant notes of the *Koel rise Bees hum round the honey cups of spring These sounds echo like devotional songs of praise The satin mantle of the dew strewed mead The queer shaped fluffy clouds that slide The lambs locked in pens, finally freed Which along the sloppy prairies glide With the sun shedding beams of golden ray I walk tracing the course of the meandering stream And to the bank of the quiet river, I wind my way To sit there for hours absorbed in my dream This is where one can seek restful seclusion Sheltered from world’s sickening strife and stress Enjoying peace and quiet in profusion Where nagging thoughts never invade to distress I feel Heaven in this bounteous Nature is hid With so much sweetness and serenity around I would like to imagine all my cares fled Being here so lost in the beauty that surround!