Children are going to school ...

Summary

This poem is about how every morning children are going to school, how everything happens around them, and how beautiful it all looks together. The poet uses some very nice examples to illustrate this.

Stanza by stanza explanation.

Morning light spreads
 over the earth.
Once again, the Sky bows his head in respect,
For children are going to school.
The Sun, after his morning dip in the river
 dressed up in his golden muslin turban
 waits and smiles on one side of the road,
For children are going to school.

In the first stanza, the poet says that every morning, light spreads over the earth, and the sky bows his head in respect because all the kids are going to school, and he says the sun, after its morning dip in the river, dresses up in its golden muslin turban. By that, he means that when the sun rises, it looks like it is coming out of the river, that it has bathed, that it is dressed up and that he is happy and smiling because the children are going to school.  

Through the green-topped branches,
 Breezes sing their songs of blessings.
Fragrant flowers awaken the sleepy roads with their melodies.
At the corner of the lane,
 the Peepal in his lush deep foliage
 waves his hands
For children are going to school.

In the second stanza, the poet gives us a few more examples about the children going to school and the world around them, He says the green branches sing their song while the children go to school and very nice scented flowers awake themselves in the morning because of the singing by the branches at the corner of the lake. The peepal waves his hand to the children going to school.

Angels of light have set out ...
Every road is a-gleam.
At this hour,
 every particle of the earth
 throbs like a mother’s heart.
Time, sitting on an old roof,
 flies pigeons in the sky.
For children are going to school.

In the third stanza, the poet says that almost every particle on planet Earth feels the movement, and at the hour that the children are going to school, every rod has a gleam of joy, and from the stuff on the ground, too, the pigeons in the sky can feel this.