Beams of light glitter on morning-dew
Which lay on fresh-fruits and greenish-hay.
The sun festoon light on the earth-hew
When thin-leaves thrush-through the earthly-bay.
Lo! Glinting-ray enshroud the lonely-realm,
Inciting kinds to rise from slumber.
And In daylight, animals burrow and saunter,
And supple-leaves rise to sun fair hold.
Rain-bowed flowers lit their sweet-incense
As warm-breeze jiggle them with fair ease.
©Okunola Peace.
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