Ishaisms, Poetry

DAWN

Isha Garg

Bird of music, bird of light,
How sweet your notes of respite,
How blessed the hour, how blessed the morn,
That you purge and sanctify with song…

I hear your musical, poignant tune,
Singing for the world whilst in your own,
The note with secret wisdom to impart,
To the early birds and desperate, young hearts…

With each melody there’s a calm, an ease,
All wear and fear cast off, the new day to seize,
Nothing else can lift one’s spirit as instantly
as your Divine call, your tranquil symphony…

The dawn holds the balm to one’s soul, I can tell,
All one needs to do, is wake up and listen well.

© Isha Garg
Doodle by Isha Garg

Published by Isha Garg

I am all ages; the timeless sea... One with nature, the breeze and the trees... Sparks of fire are the soul of me; I'm all that was, is and will be. © Author of Dark River - a deluge of poetry.

50 thoughts on “DAWN”

    1. How lovely to hear a different tune each time… It’s the opposite here… I’ve heard the same tune ever since my childhood… The very same, sung every dawn, unfailingly!
      Thank you for sharing such a lovely piece of information with me, Radhika! 💟😇

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  3. Like the bird ‘lifts one’s spirit’ with its ‘secret wisdom’ and songs ‘sweet’,
    Your sweet doodles and posts lifts my spirit with its secret wisdom and is a sheer delight to read! ❀

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  4. This is beautiful.. a lovely poem..💓💓 I remember a time when birds of all kind surrounded the house and used to merrily chirp.. But excessive urbanization has reduced the happy songs.. still whenever my garden becomes a playground for birds, I enjoy watching and listening their songs!!đŸ€—

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    1. Thank-you Parth! You make a good point indeed… Urbanisation has replaced birdsongs with car-honks, blazing noises, sounds of wheels etc… Yet I’m glad you have your little haven of a garden preserved in harmony to welcome precious musical delights!

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  5. Dear Isha, your words strike a harmony with dawn’s feathery orchestra, and with any gentle heart lucky enough to read you.
    The uplifting beauty of this fills my heart tonight. You are appreciated more than you know … 💟🌾💟🌾 🐩 đŸŽ¶đŸ™đŸ»

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    1. “Dawn’s feathery orchestra”, with notes soaring high up to heaven, while the earth resounds with its melodies, to silent applauses sent from hearts and souls! đŸŽŒđŸŠđŸ’ŸđŸŒč
      I feel appreciation in all you say and sing it right back to you, my valued one! 😘

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  8. Beautifully written Isha! It reminds me of childhood days back at home as my day starts with noise of horns instead of chirping birds.I love the cute doodle art again the most😛
    Keep writing & have a great week ahead!😇🙏

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    1. Hi Karen, congratulations on your award nomination! 👏

      I am so happy, honoured and humbled to be one of the two blogs you’ve nominated for such a wonderful award! I thank you ❀

      Unfortunately, for me, writing Award blog-posts has been too much of a hassle in the past. I shall express my heartfelt gratitude and apologies to you, and excuse myself from posting on it.

      Thank you once again! Have a wonderful day!

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  13. …and how lovely the doodler makes the bird sing in the divine, uplifting tune songs full of promise, of a new day, of new beginnings. This bird of light we call dawn?

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      3. Lucky you are to wake up to birdsongs ..I wake up to phone alarms, which only elucidates the difference in our posts 😀

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      8. That is some mighty responsibility and honour you are laying upon Ishaisms 😂 Yet to tell the truth, I feel your ramblings have a few posts alluding to the lost magic of lost days, so in a large group of bloggers such as you, the hope still remains.

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