Morning
The orient rays through the tree tops
Illuminating the foliage,shades of green
Sieving through the mist, hallowing land.
My mind wakes to an soothing breeze
Meadows crowned by myriad dews
Glittering to welcome the morning sun-
That tickles the hillside limpid stream-
Giggling through the lea to the fields.
A stork waiting stealthily calm
While crabs shelter under pebbles
A snowy swan swims across
Making ripples by its webbed feet.
The ridges far off in the canvas
A silhouette of a sleeping giant
Nonchalant of its murky feet-
As the sun peeps through its side.
Parrots in pairs flying thru the golden ray
Spotted far off in the sky waxing blue
The calves sprinting curiously away
with careful care their mothers graze.
The squirrels swift on the branches
wagging brushy tails sniffing for nuts
we haven’t lost the paradise yet,I vouch
But gone miles away on our own choice
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