As a spot of
crimson on blue skies
Light begins its
journey for the day.
Growing into a
saffron ball at the horizon,
Ascends higher to
spread its rays all over earth
As rivers from
mountain peaks,
Flows the rays of
light from sun.
Running as bountiful
sources of energy,
They brighten the
lives of all.
Sandhya
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