When the waves clatter with the shores,
the leaves moan, and the mid-day noon snores
The buds asleep on their mother's warm breast
And the shining abode of snow on mountain crest
This is the hour when nature awakes
to rejuvinate Natural and jab the fake
Revealing to mankind, the hidden showers
Of Eternity, and prove His almighty powers
From far off land is heard, the jingling of fairies
Yawning of puny siblings from those meadows of prairies
The sun, like a glowing worm, a ball of fire
See my son ,the dawn arises higher...and higher.
