A morning serenade,

Serendipity, if thy name is life,
Here am i
Just outside thy door,
With bouquet of flowers
Where my songs I pour,

You may call me a poem
Who hath strolled
But then that's why have I come
In songs of Love to unfold,

As unfolds a bud
To catch the colors of spring
As breaks a morn
With the glory of the Unseen,

As wakes the bird
After a cosy warm sleep
As the Aurora sings
Where her Beauty she keeps,

Serendipity, if thy name is life
Here am I
Just outside thy door.


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