Dawn

I rise to meet the new-born day at dawn
When the air that's filled with the bird's song,
Rain-quenched earth and grass across the lawn,
Cast a spell of oblivion as to where I belong.

The gentle wind whispers carelessly
Purging the land with vigour anew
Like the river inside flowing silently
Bringing life to every sinew.

There's the rain falling on the leaves
Quenching all with heavenly water sweet,
An instant when there's not a thing that grieves
As the beauty of Heaven descends with escaping vernal heat.

The speed of the descent fades with the passage of time,
Uneclipsed, the sun shows its visage with the fall of light;
Purged by heavenly water and light, earth - purer than gold sublime,
Lying motionless like in a swoon, bathing now in golden light.