Night has become old, light is child,
Night is grandmother, light is mild.
Early dawn has arrived mind sings,
Light is golden red sky hope rings.
Souls are happy getting fresh air,
You have come here to take care.
Beauty is beautiful, beauty is joy,
Every right, souls here sure enjoy.
Values are eternal souls again feel,
Your grace has filled us in great zeal.
You are creator, monitor our father,
We get your grace we never bother.
To all of us nuances you have given,
Lives of souls are here wisely driven.
By your grace morning brings vision,
Souls are in job souls take decision.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,27 March 2017. All rights reserved.
Beauty is beautiful joy. You have interestingly expressed your thought.
Golden light attracts me ever and I feel its dazzling effect. God's grace brings morning vision. This poem is very nice
God gives grace through light. Sweet flute of God produces sweet sound for learning. We feel God's love with greatest sweetness. His flute is nice. You are a nice poet and this poem is an excellent poem.
Even the tone of this poem emanates serenity, joy, acceptance; a life lived in purity and gratitude is a life worth living. A great couplet!
Morning brings vision! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Night has become old, light is child, Night is grandmother, light is mild. Early dawn has arrived mind sings, Light is golden red sky hope rings. - - - - - - - - - - - - -The poem fills the heart with reverence for our great Creator.Thank you for sharing the wonderful poem.