Morning Musings
Over the East, the globe of light luminously gleamed
And bid the nebulous vapours fly
Changing the murky gloom into radiant blaze
And cheering the languid drowsy sky
Lying in bed, I looked around
And saw my room so cozily set
With things just enough to make it fit
For a sweet haven for me to rest
Each little thing in it began to muse
In a language discernible for me to grasp
Of the secret of success so elusive to man
Which striving to catch, slips out from his clasp
The clock ticking away on the wall
Alerted in a tone of rhythmic resonance
That ‘each minute is precious and dear'
And not to waste time in trifling appurtenance
While the ceiling fan, spiralling above
Discreetly hummed, 'Be cool and do not fret'
The open window, to me did urge
To ‘look out' and watch the world in rising beat
The mirror neatly fitted on my bureau
With a gleaming countenance beckoned me
Asking me to ‘reflect', ere venturing into anything
That from fatal fallacies, I shall ever be free
The calendar hanging on the wall
Reminded me not to put off things
But keep my assignments and learning ‘up to date'
That in a life of fast pace, I can be on soaring wings
And the woolly carpet gently mused;
'Bend your knees and kneel down to pray
With a heart in gratitude, copiously filled
Before a God who never left you homeless to stray'
With such counsel, silent and salient
I got out from bed with resolutions profound
To greet the morning and start the day
With greater zest and mind so sound
poem by Valsa George
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