|| My morning Star ||

It’s a new day…

I love to wake up and see the new sun..

That clothes the dark night..

Into a wonderful new day ..

A new hope to all..

I love to go out on winter mornings..

With the cold of the winter

Tickling my skin.. Running past my nostrils and ears,..

I listen to soulful music as I thank my Mother for the wonderful world..

Music is the language of the soul..

It’s a combination of emotions inside me..

That makes the music sound so soul-caressing..

The chords in a song are the various emotions in me..

I love the yellow-black bird that knocks on

My window pane every morning till I've opened the window..

Its like the bird knocking

And telling me to to take a glimpse of the beautiful world outside

She keeps on knocking with her beak..

Telling me to drink every drop of the sunny splendour..

I love to watch the leaves excited every morning..

Moving in joy that the Sun is out,..

Once again giving the whole living race,

an opportunity to be good at what we are good at..

I love the morning star.. Its closest to me.. Than any other star..

It makes me happy..

Removes the nostalgia brought by the end of each day..

The morning star's

My love.. You make my day..!