Does the sunrise seem just a simple, daily phenomenon?
It may be to some, but can mean a lot when it wants to.
The launch of a positive day is dawn,
Just the magic of a second, which turns the orange sky to a blissful blue.
The sky is serene, oh so tranquil,
The colour being yellow with a tinge of orange and bronze,
The sight is just so heavenly, taking one to a standstill,
Just a wonder it is, maybe a sketch by god, made with crayons?
Isn’t it just so peaceful,
Just the chirping of the birds,
No worries, no dues, just feeling so thankful,
To be a witness of such a sight, only nothing to be heard.
All of a sudden, the first rays strike,
All the eyes just eyeing the scene full of awe.
How is it so spell-binding, the spread of a positive vibe,
All the fears of darkness starting to thaw.
The sea, which was just so dark,
Is now so divine,
Crashing at the seashore, with floating bark,
Glittering in the first rays, oh what a shine!
The emergence of a successful day is dawn,
The commencement of a beatific beginning is sunrise,
Oh, it is the secret key to cloud number nine, so bonne,
The diving board to a day over the moon, with no thought to agonize.
So, why not savour the sight to an euphoric day,
Or the way to disburden ourselves, from all sorts of negativity,
Don’t miss the chance, when all bliss lay at bay,
It is the key to victory and all kinds of jollity.