The Sunrise

The birds have just started chirping

Asking the sun to wake up.

And the sun is finally

Waking up, though slowly

Ray by ray.

Starts with a pinkish glow,

almost like a blush

That spreads, slowly.

As though it did something

Naughty in the night

And is too shy to come out.

Like a coy bride coming out

Of her room to face the world

With her new, now woman’s

Eyes brimming with love.

Then the love spills over,

And spreads

And spreads...

And touches everything,

Every soul that comes in its way.

Colouring them in its own colour

Enveloping the cosmos in its loving arms.

The lover and the loved become one,

Everything comes alive.

Shining in the shared glow

Of the bride, the glow of fulfilment

The sun is now ready to face the world.

As I am writing this, a ray

Of bright sunlight enters through the window

As though telling me something, showing

A path, or just blessing...