Mystical Dawn: A Poem by Dr. Mallika Tripathi

One morn, as Eos painted skies anew,
I woke to life’s essence, crisp and true.
The sun, a fiery orb, ignited the day,
Spilling gold where shadows used to sway.

I stood by the sea, enraptured and still,
Colors swirling, a canvas of thrill.
The waves lilted secrets in rhythmic refrain,
Each crest covered with bracing rain.

A gentle zephyr swept over the sand,
Touching my soul with its tender hands.
In this symphony of splendor and grace,
I felt a connection, a sacred space.

Yet amidst this beauty, a thought took its flight,
What am I but a flicker in boundless light?
Though brief is my passage, like morning’s soft glow,
In the heart of the universe, I’m an indispensable part of the flow.

Each dawn brings a promise, each moment a chance,
To cherish the fleeting, to savor the dance.
For in life’s fragile tapestry, woven and grand,
I find my purpose, a thread in the strand.