Come on, awake - the morning rays are peeping at you
They peep through the window pane
With a message to begin a new day again.
Listen to the whisper of the mild blowing breeze,
Listen it whistling so sweet with ease.
Listen to the birds, chirping all around,
Singing so endearingly with joy and grace.
Listen to the rhythmic sound of the falling fountain and the roaring sea
Pine trees are whistling in the forest along with blowing breeze.
Nature is in a gala mood now, inviting all to join
Sing and dance and start afresh with all your hopes and dreams.
Begin a healthy tomorrow with brotherhood and peace.
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Amitava (21.6.2015) 7-00 am
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Revisited this poem, it is so peaceful, soothing my spirit through the divine. Thank you, Amitava. RoseAnn
Lovely flow of words.Truly the morning time is a golden time in all aspects
Beautiful imagery flowing right along with the rhythm of your poem. Delicate and fragile like a flower bud not yet opening, just peeping timidly at the new day, bright with promise and joy. An excellent poem, Amitava, a soothing poem of nature that brings peace to all who read it. Thank you, for sharing it. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your imagery is really pleasure to me. Excellent penned. Thank you so much.