The night has entered
Beneath the coldness of dew drops,
And, slowly descends to touch
The tips of the green grass.
I hear, Mother Nature strums a guitar
In melodious tune she plays wonderfully
The wind twists every now and them
Blows the rhythmic notes into my both ears.
The faint laughter of hers
I hear from the distance,
Slowly she enters between my fingers
Soothes them, caresses them.
And I let the faint laughter
To sooth and to care
The wind, I tried to cup.
The night is dancing now
Trying to extricate
From the day’s onslaught,
The strum of guitar goes on
And, the wind keeps blowing,
Mother Nature keeps strumming the guitar
The wind keeps blowing from far
Seeping through the night’s smile
The wind is singing the lullabies,
As I sleep
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