The sky no longer is starry,
and, banishing darkness and gloom,
awakening greetings of starlings,
the dawn steps inside my room.
A barely audible rustle
of pages that make me ignore
the usual hustle and bustle
of things that the day has in store.
A cosy, luxury comfort
of my dressing gown in bed.
The clock dial’s arms gentle surfing
and their unhurried thread
with all that serenity’s storing
through chirpings of jubilant birds -
not drama of intricate stories
but peace of the biblical words.
8.01-3.06.2012