Beneath the shade of the shimmering dawn,
Stretched upon the green lawn,
I lie for hours together,
To watch the gorgeous sunrise,
To watch the swaying palms.
To hear the rustling wings,
To hear as the bird sings,
To think, and ask not how,
Why things are, the way they are now,
To think of the divine, the ever graceful,
After all mornings are beautiful...........