As I...

As I lay my hand in the inception of the day,

The amber greeted me with its penetrating 

Rays, it picked my palm and kissed with the breeze, I took out a step and headed towards

The horizon and I sit under the parasol of willows, I could see the sun creeping over my

Head giving me the warmth of mother's lap, a soothing voice tweeted in my ears, I could 

See a wasp humming a rhyme praising nature - divine, lulled by the serenade I too 

Was enthralled, picked up the bagpipe and started playing playful tunes, traveled they 

Distances and fell at the feet 

Of almighty in telling the thanks.