Dawn
The sun is rising from the east,
From behind the faraway mountains,
Painting the world in golden yellow, sky turning into luscious copper,
Marking a new beginning, a renewed phase of life.
The birds having the first flight of the day,
The air still fresh and brimming with purity,
The saccharine zephyr flowing through the trees and shrubs,
The rivers beginning to glimmer in the dancing rays.
Every sunrise brings in a new hope,
A new life, a new start,
A message from the Nature, an example to the mankind,
However obscurity there may be in life, there will be always a dawn following.
July 27th, 2018
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