The Morning Comes Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

The morning comes with
Its sound and fragrance
With its peace and love
And dew's surreal dance

With its crystal clear sky
Its buds, leaves and bees
With its happiness and joy
And green valleys and leas

With its winding stream
And by it the thick foliage
With its sheep and cattle
Heading for fields to graze

The morning comes with a
New life to live for the day
To go on doing good for all
To feel His presence and pray