With a streak of fire the sun wrote on <br /> the water a name that is eternal, <br />the water guarded jealously a tone of colour <br /> and song that mingled with the waves, <br />the waves danced gaily while shadows <br /> trembled and sparks spangled <br />emitting light that was fire in the <br /> drunken eyes of the morning birds <br />that chanted hymns of praise and love <br /> in pre-Aryan lyric strains <br />and I gazed at all that is beautiful <br /> in the sky, the hills and the plains.<br /><br />Padma Prasad Devkota<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sunrise-4/
