Early Morning I Arise

Blossoming through and exposing its glaze

Millions cannot fathom its beauty or rays

Reminding us there are no more yesterdays

Waking up the world to this is only a short phase

Only God could have created such a display to amaze!

To disintegrate the full moon and emerge from a cocoon

The rough mountains cannot contain the sun rising through the lagoon

Blinding, breathtaking, this golden balloon

From the poor to the tycoon

No one is immune,

With a thousand rays, he will go to the west in the afternoon

With colors of the purest 24-carat gold

O how he takes away the cold

Luminous, rich, pure gold, sometimes so bright you need a blindfold.

Gleaming with the color of French marigold,

The photo tries its magnificence to uphold.

Come and look, this is more than a huge gemstone, a splendid sight to behold!

Only a photograph its beauty could have foretold.