Night-Secret...✒
A small imagination poem...
I wander through the silent night,
Since the moon creeps so secretly gently
Often out of the dark cloud cover,
And back and forth in the valley
Awakens the Nightingale,                                              
Then again, all gray and silent.

O wonderful Waves lament me,
From the land of streams transition,
An showers in the dark Beaming
Widest the idea of me,                                            
My crazy singing here
If such a voice call only from dreams.
Then I want to be in dream forever in the secret of night.....and happiness of life....

                                                                                   -Chirayu