I wish to be the gentle breeze Sweeping tearful eyes Of the weary midday flower. Or to be the horrid shadow Casting fearful darkness For a passer-by to rest. A rippling river of white I wish to be the one Drenching thirst of arid earth. Or to be a dancing wave Of the mighty sea Playing with a child. A guild of fleeting clouds Hiding splendid sun For a homeless soul Or the canopy of green Thwarting rain for a home I wish to be the one. I wish to be a cresset Guiding glimpse of hope In the prosaic paths of pangs Or to be a firefly In the dim toilsome journey Of a soul to his divine home.
I watch the fireflies dance about and gleam the flora around me Just like the stars above, that sparked up the night sky. Oh what a lovely sight !
The crickets trill in the distance as if they yearned to be heard. I inhale the warm breeze that flew towards me, with a grin so wide, it made my eyes sparkle. And all my troubles seemed to disappear into the enchanting night. I feel magically light, as if I'm floating. And I bemuse myself, as I float into the mysterious night sky dancing to the rhythm of the breeze Oh, what a lovely night!