The Rising Of the Morning Star


The Rising of the morning stars
With beautiful shafts of light,
Brings joy and life wherever we are
With cheer and glory bright.
I lift my eyes to heaven:
I see the birds on wings.
I thank God,the Supreme Being
For all these lovely things.

Every moral that I eat,
Each liquid drop I drink.
All things that make me complete
And wonders that make me think.
I know that these are boundies
That come from God above.
I pray that all the world's countries
Shall live in peace and love
-R.S.Keerthiga

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