Sudipta Mishra, Bhubaneswar, 19 November 2022
With the rising sun,
I hold my faith firmly on divine creation
That greater the nights would pervade
The brighter the rays of the Sun will transcend.
With the blooming flowers
The entire planet will celebrate the treasure.
Echoes of twittering birds signal us to arise
And we replicate the busy bees.
New ideas brew beyond the horizon
Hues of golden, orange, and brown.
Sprinkle the seeds of a modern civilization.
And from the breast of the vast sea,
the rays of the sun play hide and seek.
Fading of dew drops from the ground
Captivate idle souls to ponder and wonder.
By heralding new hopes,
Every glorious morn appears.
Fresh wishes are born like new chapters
To rekindle the fire in lifeless matters!
