Oh! the sunrise

A sprightly sight to behold

That iris of fire so pretty

In its mascara of pure light

The blues and greens

Risen into a new vibrant glow

The sun blooms on the horizon

Golden petals stretching outward

Into the rich blue

Illuminates the sky with radiant gold

And warmest hues of the rainbow

Colours that bring gentle passion to the soul

And copper tints with a kiss of sweet baby lips

The shimmering clouds still beneath the ethereal glow

Calypso felt at home in a way she never had before

Golden light dribbled over the land

Leaves glimmered like a mirror flecked mosaic

And the morning dew sparkled on the bejeweled grass

As birds broke into a chorus of melodies

Sunrise called to the soul of the land

As a mother to her child

by Susmita Mukherjee