The Rising Sun
the rising sun walks quietly in sky
then lowers her lips down
whispers to birds; “wake up”
tells cockerels; “crow loudly”
and intimates the lazy; “sleep on,
time is unfair, sleep on”
then the world bursts into noise
sounds, cries and singing echoes
in every quarter there is activity
with the sun watching and wondering
“I woke up a few creatures but
the whole world has responded!”
then wise sun smiles and vanishes
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