Rose up early at dawn
saw that darkness has gone
while the morning shone
with an affectionate fawn.
The light orange sun
was in a slow run
having great fun
interacting with none.
The pale blue sky rose
from its l
azy close
reluctantly up from doze
preparing for the day’s course.
It being a beautiful sight
stood watching till morn eight
cooked nothing for the early bite
half-hearted went to the kitchen right.
The sun winked at me from afar.
I would have rushed but for
the mundane call which barred
my enjoyment greatly to an earthly jar.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “The Rise And Call”
Oh there are times when the ‘earthly call” should be ignored…so that the beauty of nature can be enjoyed.