Poem - Morning's Golden Glow, Poetess - Dr. Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj (Trinidad and Tobago)

Morning's Golden Glow

As morning breaks, the sun ascends,

A fiery ball, its splendor blends,

With hues of pink and orange bright,

The world awakens, bathed in light.

The sunrise paints the sky with gold,

A masterpiece, forever to be told,

The beauty deep, the meaning wide,

A symbol of hope, where dreams reside.

Within its rays, our spirits soar,

As darkness fades, and light explores,

The depths of soul, the heart's desire,

A new beginning, like a burning fire.

The morning sun, a treasure rare,

Brings life to all, and banishes care,

Its warmth on skin, a gentle touch,

A promise kept, a love so much.

In morning's glow, we find our way,

Through life's dark paths, to a brighter day,

The sun's ascent, a metaphor true,

For every dawn, a chance anew.

So let us bask in morning's light,

And let its beauty guide us through the night,

For in its depths, we find our strength,

And a reminder, life's a precious length.

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May the morning sun's warmth ignite the fire within, guiding you through life's darkest paths to a brighter dawn.

©® Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj