like a fragile glass <br />dawn opens; <br /> <br />its soft golden fur <br />slowly touches the greens, <br />upon the leaves of coconut <br />the sweet breeze fiddles upon <br />little by little the warmth creeps in <br /> <br />like the innocent blushes <br />of maidens in the villages <br />first the east pinkens <br />stars of stirring passions <br />gently disappear <br />taking refuge <br />in the crowded sky <br />strange colours cloud <br />and the melody melts the dew <br />freed from the veil of shyness <br />peeping out from the blues <br />the beauty of growing love <br />blossoms fill with nectar <br /> <br />from the nature the bees learn <br />flocking at the flowers in turn <br />birds of dawn breathing fresh <br />songs of heart flooding earth <br />new symphonies unfold depths.<br /><br />lalitha iyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/message-of-dawn/
