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On the limb with footsteps I walk to the sun,

A whistle blower of all times,

An uncanny hero,

A curfew breaker of the eerie darkness.

Sunrise is the greatest revelation,

The ears and eyes of conscience,

Awash of truths like water in pellucid rivers and oceans,

Oceans salute sunrise with low tides and

Wild flowers bloom in meadows.

In every sunrise, there is a kindle of hope and,

Freedom from the darkness,

Dreams are born with sunrise and live on with sunbeams,

Twilight is memory of the day and salute to the departing sun.

I know why the lights of some houses are dim,

And windows are covered with curtains,

Why prisons have tall walls,

Who lurks at the shadows of darkness,

Why People dress black,

Where people bury their sorrows,

And disinter hope,

Tulips have red color,

Butterflies live short,

Where dreams never die, and

Hopes always live.