The morning breaks in silence
A mystic hue wakes me hence
A hearty laugh away returns
The walls stare, a smile burns
Rotating wind above whispers
While the heart throbs the fears
Life happens at times
When memories rude, chimes
Strange it may sound
Trifle late is better than never abound
The crooning bird doesn’t whine
And the sun knows it has to shine
The temple bells ring in the day
Storm or quiet, I cannot say
The hue threatens to clear
The laugh splashes in cheer
The day begins with a smile
Hope, I see written on the mile
