As morning arrives with newness,
Every ray of light compete,
For coming and kissing Earth,
In eternal love they fly soon.
Giving brightness and power,
Child sun sends rays to shine,
To dance in lap of Mother Earth,
Every ray run in space in love.
Oh! How beautiful this scene is!
If you will see then you can feel,
This golden horizon is playground,
Rays play and run to win Earth.
Beauty of every ray of light carries,
Multiple colours hide and seek more,
Emotion dances to catch a ray sure,
Pure morning wears golden veil again.
Every ray of light motivates mind. Sweet flute of God produces sweet sound for learning. We feel God's love with greatest sweetness. His flute is nice. You are a nice poet and this poem is an excellent poem.
Beautiful ode to the sun. A lot of great lines. Also, I like: Child sun.
Sure! ! Pure morning. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No doubt there is something magical about mornings/dawns. Indeed every morning arrives with newness, a well-writ piece.