The Golden Rays

[krishnarjun]

The first and fresh rays of Sun had fallen on the earth,
And a part of that had fallen on me through the window.
The Golden rays..
Fallen down from sky to earth,
Cutting down those misty air,
Turning those snow flakes into tiny droplets
Which shines like a diamond
On the tip of blade of every grass.
The magical rays….
The rays of hope,
The rays of new beginning
The rays which make our day perfect..
Long ago when I was young,
I had seen all these..
But now after such a long time
It amused me like never before.
As life changed,
Those usual things of the past
Seems more beautiful than before…
The magical rays….
The rays of hope,
The rays of new beginning
The rays which make our day perfect..