Morning has arrived
In the chariot of the wind
Spilling golden ray all around
With a heart benevolent and kind
Morning has arrived
With sounds of the birds
With flowers spreading hues
Their fragrances rising skywards
Morning has arrived
With the stream flowing
To the river with a magical
Sound and its pure water glowing
Morning has arrived
With a new hope to live
This life and go on getting
The goal on which you firmly believe
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The morning, a new beginning, a starting point to initiate new things. Beautiful poem...10.