P.C: Ray Collins


The first streak of dawn,

Rays breathing in life

The melodious chirp, the whispering leaves, the rooster’s call

And a day begins in earnest.

Out for a livelihood,all souls leave.

Soon the bustle pervades the morning calm,

Unnoticed, Unattended yet Omnipresent

The warmth replaced by the fiery heat,

A solar guardian, guiding the wayward

And nourishing the floral stasis.

Come evening, it is homecoming

The distant horizon engulfing its flames

Drowsiness overtakes,

The robust energy saved for another day

The light-bringer departs, leaving moonlight in its place…


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