A Sunrise

With a streak of fire the sun wrote on
the water a name that is eternal,
the water guarded jealously a tone of colour
and song that mingled with the waves,
the waves danced gaily while shadows
trembled and sparks spangled
emitting light that was fire in the
drunken eyes of the morning birds
that chanted hymns of praise and love
in pre-Aryan lyric strains
and I gazed at all that is beautiful
in the sky, the hills and the plains.

poem by Padma Prasad Devkota
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