Rise baby rise
Two worlds, sky and land;
Blend together far away in coast;
Rises sun in the sky,
Dawn of orange, blue and white;
Dew flutter in fuddle,
Melt in inebriation,
Bit by bit fall on land;
Birds sing songs gesturing sun,
"Rise baby rise give us light,
We owe you,
For your great alms deed;
Life of us is nix,
With no sheen from you;
Never tire, never you set down;
Move east to west";
© Sadashivan Nair
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