I wake up early with a yawn,
To see the Sun rising when it was dawn,
As my eyes went to the open sky,
There I saw a little twitter bird to fly.
The Sun rose up with its yellow paint,
And spread it in the sky with its colours of faint.
It came up from between the mountains,
And have a golden glow to the fountain.
The grasses outside turned yellowish green,
And the colourful nature turned into a golden seen..
The morning got bathed by the golden glow,
And the breeze became calm and slow.
The cock gave the alarm in its high pitched voice,
To the village without any noise.
My mind came to a halt by seeing the beautiful
Where it clearly defines the beauty of each of its
This post was submitted by YAGYASHREE ACHARYA.