A Murmur in the Wind

By Pramod Rastogi

DAWN 

There is a murmur in the wind.
The night is on the alert to flee. 
Daybreak is dawning
As shades of soft white mix
To make the darkness light.
 
Trees are barely visible
In the silence of the dawn.
Birds awaken, chirp aloud.
Golden hues paint the sky
To give the dawn a bridal glow.
 
Hung high are the curtains  
Of the dawn, which blow open
On landscapes of hopes anew.
But dawn’s span is short.

A torrent of light let loose
Is set to conquer the world
As dawn awaits in reverence
To breathe in the freshness 
Of its first droplet.
 
Draped in the first rays of light,
Dawn bows out of the stage.

Pramod Rastogi is an Emeritus Professor at the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology (EPFL) in Lausanne, Switzerland. He is a Member of the Swiss Academy of Engineering Sciences. He is the 2014 recipient of the SPIE Dennis Gabor Award. He is currently a guest Professor at the IIT Gandhinagar, India.

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