When his glory blossoms in the early hours
He shines innocent like the nascent infant
A velvety touch when the wind breezes
The infant smiles in wakeful sleep
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In the early morning the sun shines innocently like the nascent infant. It gradually touches the wind breezes. Leaves and flowers swing in gentle breezes. A touching expression has done incisively. Beautiful poem.10
In the early morning the sun shines innocently like the nascent infant. It gradually touches the wind breezes. Leaves and flowers swing in gentle breezes. A touching expression has done incisively. Beautiful poem.
So nice, Indira Ma'm! This is such a beautiful poem. The sun shines innocently like the nascent infant. I loved the imagery. My morning is made! Thank you.......10