Dawn-Dusk - Poem by Swamy Venkatayogi
With an inexplicable
The barren handed night
That palpitated in the cold
Moves the clock back
To embrace the reddish tender buds
Smiling with the early sunshine.
From the blackened
Icy plains of winter nights
A green leaved flowery sprout
Kisses the first ray of light
With its golden eye lids.
The sky blackened with a
Cruel daily routine,
Hugs with an immense affection
The sparkling Crescent smile
To its fatigued heart.
An evening filled with the joy of freedom
Sprinkled with the dust of moonlight
Shakes its hands with
A morning stretching itself
Against an awakening horizon.
The clock with the whispers of its
Heavy hands communicates the
Silent dialogue of sunken voices.
The sky rolls itself
As a starry mat
To consociate the lights of
Dawn sinks into the dusk -
Night flies off into a morning -
Flower into a new day
Filled with the fragrance of life.
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