Poem : Foggy Morn


There is a beacon in the fog
To show us the way
One we follow
Through thick thoughts
And whispered wishes


In the light of the distant call
Echoing footsteps
Under billowing banyan
Father tree carry me


The watchful eye of nature
Everywhere knows the way
Just follow
Just follow
Into the your precious day


And with the drip and wet
Of dewy foggy morn
Walk boldly where you want to
And you will be reborn


10 thoughts on “Poem : Foggy Morn

  1. It is a beautiful poem! And lovely photographs too. I am a huge fan of the Sun and never get tired of looking at sun rises and sets. My family is amused at my constant raving about the sun. But jokes apart, it is the beacon which shows us light and gives hope of a new day with new opportunities. We in India actually worship the sun and give salutations every day for his free service!

  2. Thank you! Me too…that is funny about your family. πŸ™‚ But I agree. I do my yoga and sun salutations every morning. Sadly I arise too early most days now to get my photos, but on weekends I’m lucky. πŸ™‚ What would we do without the sun, moon and sky??

  3. Exactly! We take all these things for granted. It is so good that you do yoga and sun salutations. It has a lot of effect if you do at the time of sunrise. God bless!

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