[dropcap]T[/dropcap]he clouds play Holi in the scarlet sky,
I watch in wonder as a fresh day dawns,
The gushing blood in me a new life spawns,
A sweet-scented wind goes wafting by.
I drink in with my eyes the sun’s first rays,
A sublime mellowness my heart can feel,
For nature’s virgin hands can all wounds heal
Caressing softly the mind’s disarray.
The sky welcomes the growing scarlet tide,
The night of darkness seeks a place to hide,
The forests greet the youthful morning breeze,
As flowers wake up to sport with the bees,
The chirping birds start fluttering with joy;
And humankind welcomes nature’s envoy.
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Sunrise from Urban Rooftop
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