A mysterious light
Moved at morning's signs

Still in the splendor of beauty

Engender a fresh dew

Dew of sweet bosom

Lush nesting nest for birds

Shares a wondrous shades

To that earth of deception

As a blossoming buds

Dancin' with the cool breeze

And fill the air with joy

With its sweet scent

Solemn glows within

Would equal nothing less

Than a sole masterpiece

Flailing blindly at the air

Appease be its wings

To flap a certain dream

Where ev'ry heart is love

Somehow, the morning ashare

Written by:

~ Bernando A. Minguita Jr. ~