In its Embrace..

A Poem by Roopal

Not all mornings are memorable, but there are few which are glued in our memories.. forever.

It was a beautiful day,as I opened my eyes.
I could smell the fresh dew drops on the petals of the Lotus,
which my mother had grown in the pond outside.

The birds sang and the leaves rustled, as the wind blew coolly through my hair,
Before my eyes adjusted to the bright, the crimson red flashed inside.

The warmth of the morning sun blended with the blowing wind,
and my head tilted back, beyond my control, my arms spread and all my pores embraced the dawn.

The morning hugged me back,trying to get me ready.
To get me ready for the hurdles and harms,it patted me,whispering to move on.

The sun asked me to burn like fire,the wind tried to cool me down,
as the birds sang me a soothing ballad and asked me to lose the frown.

It was a day, a perfect day, a small day and a memorable dawn.
It was the day that made me brave and brought me to this place, in its embrace.