Everyday Poem by dipak adhya

Having heard the light's coming
I wake up
Prepare myself for the day
Pray in silence
For its warm heat
The dull December evaporates silently And leaves for me
A whole new hope to come

The work begins
Busyness crosses the mile stones
Or not
And I prepare myself
For long to go and to know
Until the evening comes
Still I go
Await the new night to rest
Just then, a whispering tone in mind
Says, look
A new day is coming...