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Jul 2014
To Him I am drawn
As I greet the daily dawn

The sonorous sounds of 'Suprabhatam'
Makes my world dance to His rhythm

Rain or shine I never place my walk on hold
For I love watching daily His marvel unfold

The little frogs that scamper across
Over the wet dark green glossy moss

I love watching the kites soar across the vast space
and the way they  land at a measured pace

I see the rains hugging the rocks as they slide
Creating a merry cascade high and wide

The brown hills now don a verdant green
Making the birds chirp and preen

How can I in my heart hold any grief
I simply enjoy Nature's play in relief.

Note: Suprabhatam: Sanskrit morning hymn to Lord Vishnu.
VENUS62
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VENUS62  Mumbai, India
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