When the light merged into darkening sky,
From the bushes, I heard a beetle’s cry.
The darkness crept into my sight,
Silently, I felt the slumber of night.
On the tree, the birds were silent,
Sat huddled with perfect talent.
The moon came out in the east,
The beasts woke up for their feast.
Soon, the twilight spread across,
Tree reflections marked a crisscross.
The river’s water flowed lyrically,
Shone in the moonlight splendidly.
The buzzing night was dreadful,
Yet its beauty was most wonderful.
I saw an angel behind a tree
All white, like snow beside the sea.
Impulsively, I juxtaposed the polluted span
And the bare land with nature’s plan.
This night away from the city was dark,
Yet on my mind, it left a fine mark.