Divinity

The morning star heralds
a new day, a new beginning.
The night surrenders
to dim symphony of dawn.
The orange cracks paint
the serenity at its best.
The bright yet subtle, fiery mix of colors,
splash across the canvas gradually,
making a beautiful sunrise.
The birdsongs fill the air,
the mesmerizing tune of morning.
I wake up to a gentle kiss of early sun.
The divine rays,
of radiating golden globe,
lavish an intrinsic warmth,
seeping through the crevices,
unseen heretofore.
The happiness filters through me,
sneaking up silently,
and I yield to the transients.
I know this is love.