Morning Twilight

Morning twilight

Being with the universe is a rare gift,
Reserved for those that do not drift.
Dare to rise before the morning light,
At the dawn twilight.
Before the sun rises up in the sky,
To share in unique a joy.

Watch the mixing of colours,
On the horizon’s canvas.
As the nature paints,
A sensational scenery in grey, black and white,
Dawdling its brush in scattered orange sunlight.
Deft brush strokes pulling out some blue,
From the sky to add a purple hue.
Quite a visual treat it is,
To see the Master paint His masterpiece!

See that orange colour,
Form a hint of a semicircle where heaven and earth meet each other !
See the birds leave their cozy nests,
Riding on the cloudy crest.
Adding sound to the vision so far created,
To an emotional experience early riser is treated.
Chirping and singing such natural music,
Scenery just got more attractive !
Now the breathing movements get added,
From the trees that open up their branches.
Creating silhouettes sublime.
By the scattered sunlight,
Illuminating the sky.
See the nature take its own sweet time
To turn this Art into a Mime !

The grass twigs wet with dew,
Little bubbles of water the Master drew!
Flower buds blooming,
Bumblebees grooving,
Lapping up the nectar,
Pollens they scatter.
Little worms crawling,
Firm ferns standing,
Creating tasteful background for the art.

So rise early, rise fresh,
Dabble in nature’s abundance and happiness,
See the Master take His time
And convert into Theatre this little Mime !


Dr. Guncha Gupta
7/4/19