As the
Dusk Dawns in the West
As the dusk
dawns in the west
I await with
bated breath
The Night to
fall.
Leaving a trail
of stars in the sky
Gently,
gingerly, down the steps of heavens
She descends
With dreams and
sleep in each of her hands.
Wordlessly I welcome her
With my eyes
closed and heart open wide.
The scents of
the night flowers waft around;
The sounds of
the creatures of the night
Deepens the
silence …
The bark of a
lone dog,
The howl of a
famished fox,
The hoot of an
owl restless,
The
cricket-cries …
The earth exudes peace,
The sky in a
dreamful slumber.
Blessed are the
poor of the earth
For they have
the night to thank
… till the dawn
breaks.
