The Elegance Of The Night


As dusk approaches its end,
Springs up the moon, in the cloak of dark;
And I, observing, how beautiful is the trend.

The stars sparkle as brightly as the Dawn Star,
The moon glittering, with her dim light being shone,
Upon the blue-green waters of the sea;
In the dark night, with majestic power,
As she sits on her throne.

The Night Jar sings, the Owl hoots,
The rodents scampering afoot;
The crickets ‘crick’ and the bats shriek everywhere,
Conveying a message;
Telling the night is here.

And as I ascend the stairs to my room,
From my window I peep,
At the elegant night,
Switching off the light,
Feeling the depth of the dark,
As I lay myself,
In the peace and silence...of...
Sleep...

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