In the mists of fog quite thick
The mountain and the bay erased
barred clouds bloom seem rosy in hue,
Light wind dances on the bay surface,
full of swirls the waves too join in.
while lambs silently graze on the hilly terrain
and vines round the sonorous cottage terrace.
Relaxed ,calm and pure is the air
I look out again and see the distant
warm and tranquil sunrise kissing gently
the mountain tops and waking them
Perhaps they blush for their white facet soon turns pink
Dew on my window shines like jewels
Splashed with colors and life are flowers of valley
Chanting their beauty praises are bees rejoicing
Chirping birds welcome the day and fly out of nests
every scene detail is registering in my senses
I see no Halo but this seems like an abode of angels.
Just then Emerald trees swayed with a gentle breeze
as if agreeing and Touching my heart this….
~ Beautiful morning~