Morning Ecstasy

The reluctant night is slowly retreating

The earth in gray, dim shades still hovering,

Dawn strides out leisurely to wake each farm

Her sleepy liquid light now makes sand warm

This morning nymph arises from sea pearls

She’s wearing a magic misty gown of swirls,

Her gleaming bracelet borrowed from sun rays;

Her glory swiftly up the hilltop sways,

Her fragrance wakes the slumbering mortals

Her singing birds rouse silent asphodels,

I’m eager to rise earlier than the bee,

Perchance to feel her power visit me

Each household kindles necessary fires,

Sense morning incense, hear the far off lyres,

The soul feels fresh, the mind rejuvenated,

A breath feels like the divine incarnated

The rows of roses, lilies now awaken,

The wind is hiding in trees and flees when shaken,

Shy maid with pitcher comes to fill in the river,

The peasants, herdsmen pass by same as ever,

All creatures must to toilsome life accord

Untrodden’s the path but bright is the reward