Temple bell rings, a new day to start
Grey of sky is from darkness spared
The Sun takes it’s undivided command
Drives night away with sweet reprimand .
A wonder how nature works it’s power
Alike trees bound in cool shady bower.
Day rushes in with a lofty golden shower
Clearing gloom as smoothly as a garden mower.
Lose not any moment it will not return
All keeps moving in the times churn.
Each rest may account unimaginable ,
Use it immediately or it will turn unavailable.
See the sky ,it is changing color all the time
His name though in nature echoes alike a rhyme.
That which is here today will not be there tomorrow
Make life a celebration, waste not in sorrow!
Grey sky