With the redness of the sun,.
With the chirping of the sparrows
I step out, half awake
To see the world open it's eyes.
To see the night give away
The tender world to the warm, accepting morning.
I feel the warm breeze embracing my brows
I feel the sunlight
Whisper to my eyes,
Asking them to wake up
And look at the early day.
Nature showcases it's best beauty,
The one we call life.
The buzzing of bees,
The squeaking of squirrels
And the smiles on little faces,
For their garden's buds have bloomed.
Puppies and kittens eying passersby
With gleaming, remembering eyes.
Soon, mornings settles in
Night has flown away.
The world has widely opened it's eyes,
So has every being and I.