GOOD MORNING

May3, 2009 malarthamil

Just a while before in the mid night
I found and chanted a mantra to
Clear all the weapons of mass destruction
Now sleeping tired I see a dream of smiles.

The morning star peeps with surprise to see
Tender leaves born again in a dead tree

The Satan finding no more way to preach
And sell its demons, decides to flee
For committing suicide, reaches the mountain peak
To roll and fall into the sea.

Having lost its sharp beak and nails
The vultures are now pigeons

The buds add extra sweet in the honey
To serve the celebrations
Of the new dawn

As I open my eyes, the dream continues
In the reality like the natural beauty
Emerging from the darkness to the light

The lock is broken to release the Love again
From today the regime of peace is restored
Good morning to all of you.