Resting at the tip of a blade of grass
The pearly dew drops reflects
The entire universe.
Beads of beauty dropping down in strings
Of silence.
A celestial canopy is hung
At the end of world,
Bedecked by night blooming jasmines.

The first golden rays of sun
Feather touching soul of mist;
Creating a mystic screen.

Holy mother smiles on…
Warmth of her love percolates
In to the chill of dawn.
Darkness evaporates.

Honey drips down.
From the heart of fruits and flowers.
Ambrosia of Love!!!
Spring from the breasts of nature.
Sages dip in ecstasy
Tears of compassion flowing out
Incessant from the depth of holy eyes.
Mother’s weep touches
The labyrinth of life

Love melts the granules of frost
Entangled on the spider web
The silence of creation begins