In The Early Morning Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

The night is gone
Revealing a fresh morn
With bees humming around
The flowers and leaves nodding
Slowly to the rising of a new sun

The night is gone
With it stars and moon
The golden light from the sky
Graze the valleys and meadows
Where across dew drops are strewn

The night is gone
With it eerie stories and tales
Across the sky the cotton clouds
Move slowly and birds in flocks
Fly chirping over fields and dales