Awesome Morn Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

A new sun break through silver clouds
And nests swing from fronds to invite

The west wind bearing wild essence of
Foliage with receding image of night

A song from shepherd's flute fleeting as
An invisible wave across undulating dale

Dark wings with a brief somersault go
Up to mingle with clouds in a zigzag trail

Sound of silver and gold reverberated
From stairs of the small pond as agile feet

Stir the cool water and send dancing ripples
To the holy dome at the center and repeat

Tall palms swing to the music of the
Stream that coyly flows by the old temple

The portrait is drawn with a deft hand and
Staying indoor in this hour is not that simple