The bliss of the morning!

Sit cross legged and drink in the morning

With your hot cuppa chai and screaming newspaper

As later, the knocks at the door come so often

And the phone can't wait for one second later

Amidst the relative peace you stay

Unperturbed by the shrieks of life

Enjoy the calm and company of but yourself

Into serenity you headlong, dive.

It is these moments you treasure the most

For alone though we come into this world,

Solitude is a virtue we have long since forgotten

With a many faces, our life is a blur

So these stolen minutes of peace is thus

Our way to reconnect with the Lord so great

And spare an ear for his guiding ways

Before we jump back into our lives that await.