The Beautiful Morning

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At the end of the twinkling night,
Darker sky starts to become bright.
Dim light enough to cast the shadows away
And the birds singing to welcome a beautiful new day.

Slowly from the east, above the ocean,
Rises the sun,  to gift his child a slew of saffron.
Like a mother to her son,
He provides him the warmness.
Like a father to his son,
He provides him the light
And guides him on the path that is always right.

At the end of the twinkling night,
The darkness goes away.
Life, for us, starts to create new pathways.
These paths are not always straight.
There are ups and downs I agree.
But would you enjoy success if it comes for free?

The beauty of morning can only be realized after the darkest night,
When we overcome all our fright.
New things starts to begin,
Lifeless starts living.
Fresh winds starts to blow,
Every corner starts to glow.
Bringing the element of surprise,
The golden sun and the sunrise…

                                                                                                                ----------Husain Kantawala------

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