It’s holy dawn
Soft twittering pearls in air
Dishonesty and hypocrisy bare
Unwedded breeze
Reciting carols near beard of sun
Shadowy coolness over shoulder of horizon
Through neck of orchards
Pigeons mesmerizing soft boughs
Happy tulips reciting mantras
Placid layers on heart of pond
Massaging bellies of romantic swans
Peeping God through huts of innocents
Hopping rabbits onto embraces of grass
Flickering butterflies over flocks of flowers
Reserved scents swinging through busy cells of air
Naked sky hugging terrestrial clouds
Near windows of sky
A few flocking birds play on various melodies
Out of nests amateur and immature singer
It’s a indigenous sublime
Showering onto eager skin of earth

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