The Rising Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
The Rising
The rising of the sun is clear, see.
And the lotus is blossoming, see.
The earth, the sky all are smiling, see.
To see, or not to see,
How to see, why to see,
All depend on you.
This sea is dancing,
Are you not observing?
How the clouds are coming
To give kiss!
Yes, you are also
admitting the facts,
That it is your day today
To do something new with full speed.
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