From Morn Till Noon Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

To the soft music of the stream
I wake up from a whole night dream
I walk to sit by its side and stare
At the fleeting clouds fleecy and clear

To the sharp chirping of birds
From valleys to the songs of shepherds
I wake up to run through wild
Grasses and crushing dew soft and mild

To the whispering of wind
To its soft touch to heart and mind
I wake up and begin to swoon
Watch and feel their beauty till noon