A MORN IS BORN

Heralding the birth of  yet another day
Thro' the window peeps a stealthy ray!
Perched atop a hut, the cock crows!
The cow from its shed loudly bellows!

At the dawn when this world looks vibrant
Mother Nature's beauty is simply exuberant !
Methinks no earthly language can sing her glory.
Words fail when emotions prevail is the usual story

The red sun rising from the green sea down
Looks like a ruby on an emerald crown!
It embellishes the excellence of Nature-
And fills me with joyous rapture!

The eastern canvas is full of hues-
How many reds ,yellows and blues!
Can any painter of the rarest kind
Imagine so many shades even in his mind ?

The invigorating breeze of the morn
Gently soothes the hearts forlorn.
Come on! Cheer up! Here's a New Day!
When the sun shines,let's make hay!