Hymn

I bow down before the break of day... Where the feeling of melancholy apprehension fades by the emblazoning and dilating skies Yet the stillness behold a sensation even amid the hues and cries. I concieve of a deity beyond the breaking horizon and I strain my ears to get a line of her notes her voice vibes a distinctive emotional vibration that airs along with an enigma and with paroles. I bear upon an image to her heart and soul and entrap her amid the clamor of life and time she partakes the rimes from the shaft of my sole that cheeps, that splashes, that gongs and aerates down the way of time. I tried to grab her beauty over the time I framed her in my mind, she dissolves into colours of nature to the plumes of life, and when I get hold of her smile, I could feel all the sounds whispering in my nostalgic vibe. I listen to a series of chirps breaking in the light of a clear blue morning from the mankerel sky to the silence of the streams it echoes a continuous and profound contemplation to an ideal buffering. I baffle at the edge of a cliff breaking the silence of the lush green ambiance the steep descent of the water splashing in the pool forms its own way from a narrow spattering stream to a wide confluence. I stood still at the threshold of a new journey the steps showed me the path to get hold of tranquility the distant toll of the bells and gongs reverberated the secluded alley my time of day acquainted my song of praise - Hymn.