Silent Dawn Poem by Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India

It is five in the morning.
Night is slowly fading and the day has not fully begun.

The sky is clear and calm.
The air is fresh and cool.
Nature feels peaceful, like a silent saint sitting in meditation.

Everything is quiet.
Nothing moves and nothing speaks.
Only the soft ticking of the clock can be heard in the room.

In this silence, gentle thoughts begin to rise in the mind.
They move slowly and peacefully, like small waves on a still river.

Outside, the world is slowly waking.
Some people have already stepped out for their work.
Their footsteps are soft in the calm streets.

Nature remains calm and beautiful,
while human life quietly begins its daily journey.

Yet the human body still feels the pull of sleep.
The eyes grow heavy again,
and the heart wishes to rest a little longer.

So while nature awakens in peace
and some people begin their work,
the tired mind still longs
for the comfort of sleep.