Swaddled In Glory!

Across the sky is a blaze of gold When the dawn quietly begins to unfold Each morn is a fresh wonder As the night willfully bows down to surrender Every minute is a new creation With scenes and sights of great sensation With every passing hour, new vistas unfold Bringing insights varied and visions manifold The blades of grass glow in sparkling dew As the sun makes his customary march anew Over the expanse of the brightening sky Feathered folks to different directions fly Here and there are plants in bloom That dispel all clouds of gloom Bees hum round opening flowers Rabbits and squirrels come out from hidden covers The gust of breeze that blows over Brings scents so sweet in the morning air The mountains that tower so high In grandeur seem to touch the sky The cuckoo and the magpie sing in joy Their nestlings have nothing to annoy The cascading falls sound the stringed trumpet Running down from the mount’s heady summit As Nature thus pipes a thousand songs In capturing sounds and melodious tunes In my heart is born a melody That I shall pour out in euphonic rhapsody