I come here every dawn
With a wait in these bright eyes
Perhaps someday my soul won’t be
empty anymore
Perhaps someday the wind won’t dry
my salty cheeks
Perhaps someday we will meet again
*
The morning glory blooms
brightening the eastern fringe
His brushstrokes gradually painting
the other fractions of the blue canvas
I admire the energetic fireball
its relentless struggle to glow
no matter how stormy the night was
it never forgets to rise and shine,
somewhere my lanky soul
strives to become like the Sun,
*
I watch the pristine lake
change its colour
from black to purple to orange
hues that help me purge
the lingering traces of yore,
the rippling waves crawl near my feet
calming my anxious desires
teaching me the art of patience,
*
the cheerful sky enjoys it’s
colourful drape
pink-purple-orange-gold-yellow
Nature’s marvels amaze the human eye
the scattered fluffy petals wander
aimlessly, scouring every inch
of this blue planet
perhaps searching an abode to rest,
*
I always relish the taste of
the morning breeze
it’s sweeter than honey
refreshing, rejuvenating
its chill blends effortlessly in the
warm winter sun and
the crisp dews tingle my taste buds
that familiar flavour
that striking aroma,
Ah! the sweetness of your last kiss,
*
the flocks are ready for a new day
today they’ll again glide
over foreign paths, make new friends
hover over unfamiliar timberlands
quench their thirst in exotic waters
will witness anonymous faces
but with sundown, they’ll return
to their cosy cottage, the safest nest
with a spirit to fly tomorrow
with a wish to fulfil.💚
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