DAWN BLISS - WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

Upon the threshold of the waking dawn, 
When shadows flee before the gentle ray,
A silent promise in the East is born,
As darkness yields unto the coming day.
The sleeping blooms their petals now unfold,
Lifting their heads to greet the morning light,
A thousand faces, vibrant to behold,
Dispelling vestiges of chilly night.
From open hearts, a sweet perfume ascends,
A fragrant breath upon the air is cast,
Through garden paths its lovely essence wends,
A silent joy, designed at last to last.
The Goddess lifts her veil, the world's renewed,
In beauty's scent and coloured light imbued.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI