Rising sun, hiding behind
A sleepy tree
Leaves shivering glittering
With the scattered gold

Chattering of the birds
Aroused from their sleep
As Golden darts
Pierce their branches

A bird in a hurry
Lands on the roof
Takes off to a tree
And back again

Rustling of the leaves
At a gentle breeze
A solitary cricket
Is singing still

A vagabond Dog
Moves and stops
Starts running around
Chasing butterflies

And silence of the robots
Sleeping late
Their weekdays hangover
Yet to wear off

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar 2020