Morning Beauty Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

The mist has lifted
Revealing a new world
The dew drops are simmering
On leaves, fronds and blades of grass

The cool wind has
Stopped over the valley
The stream is moving singing
The song it has been singing since long

Doors and windows
Are opened to let the light
Of the morning in and give warmth
Rooms are filled with sound of prayers

Flowers are opening
Their petals to give honey
To surly bees and spill essences
And colors for butterflies to play with

Clouds watch silently
Gathering in the mid sky
The colorful vista of the earth
Before they melt away at glowing horizon