It was dark outside when I woke up,

The Sun was hours away.

Through the window, I was facing the darkness,

With a lone star blinking in the Milky Way.

I chose to close my eyes for some time more,

And saw the Sun's rays coming in.

Through the interstices of the arching tree,

Glowing in the fog within.

It touched the snowy dews lying on the grass bed,

Turning them into a carpet of weightless cloud.

Also, the lone dewdrops dangling from the quivering leaves,

Into glittering pieces of diamonds.

I woke up later with the urge to pen,

Which I had not thought of since day seven.

The whys in my mind got their answer,

The Sunray was late to come to my frosty life to make it warmer.

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Jay Jagdev | 6^th January 2024