I see on the horizon,
The lifting of mist...
From a fresh morning dew.
I witness the dawn,
And the Sun rising to shine...
Through a cloudless sky of blue.
I turn to the East,
With a prayer to give...
Everyday I live as if pursued.
A thankfulness to be so blessed,
I can not help but express...
With a doing done and not a wish to do!
I turn to the East,
With a prayer to give...
Everyday I live as if pursued.
I witness the dawn,
And the Sun rising to shine...
Through a cloudless sky of blue.
I see on the horizon the lifting of mist,
From a fresh morning dew...
I do not wish to miss.
Such a feel good poem Laurence, what a lovely tone of happiness!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you look at the east, we look at the west! Everyone of us happy and contented! Nice!