The First Ray
Hardly had the birds started chirping, When the very first ray of the morning, peeped gently through my window, And whispered,"wake up my bro". With pleasant warmth it caressed my face, And asked me to prepare for the day's race, It prompted,"Look! The beauty all around", And enjoy the bounty of the Nature unbound. Looking around I enjoyed the glow of the golden ray, And the silvery dewdrops on grasses green and gray, Listened the musical of the morning's gentle breeze, Which filled my gloomy heart with happiness and ease. Thus I thanked the beauty and the bounty of the Nature, And started my day on a happy note and full of vigour.