At The Time Of Dawn Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

The wind blows soft
Making the rose to dance
Air is charged with fragrance
And the bees fall in to a trance

The clouds move slow
Revealing a clear blue sky
Fresh petals shed sweet colors
Attracting the pretty butterflies

The birds from nests
Rush towards green dales
To roll on dew soaked grasses
Leaving behind feathery trails

It is time for the dawn
Upon the earth to descend
To paint it with beautiful hues
To make it splendid and grand