#CurtainsAtDawn
A tweak of radiance whispered,
Through a slightly drawn curtain,
In my sleeping ear, like a bluebird,
Bronze and blue, its colors uncertain,

It made me pile out of my bed,
To grasp this natural phenomenon,
A divinely lit horizon, detached,
The earth and sky, like with crayons,

Drawn so majestically in multicolours,
Sky is like a river, pigmented in sharp blue,
The Sun's first ray play, birds as admirers,
chirping to praise the beauty of the view.




© umama^