How the sun unfailingly arises Day after day, sans any laziness What if it decides not to rise Wouldn't there be utter mayhem It's we mortals who remain Consistently inconsistent Mood swings like a pendulum Love shifts to indifference Sometimes to hatred too Unpredictable emotions We remain a mystery to ourselves Good morning. There is hardly anything as inspiring as the #morningsun. What do you wonder sitting in the morning sun this winter? Collab and tell. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
