when the night swallows the evening sky

and emits just sounds and sighs...

and the breeze holds a few blooms intact

while it shakes the leaves off the trees..

then the sea in the distance

 reminds me of Thee...

 dark and captivating

attracting me to the wonderous self

the depth unknown

an enigma that holds on its own

sometimes i cannot tell

the intricate secrets Thou witholds

and sometimes i am sure

i was meant to be close to thee

the sounds of the cicadas continue to buzz

and the shoots on the trees turn into buds...

far, far away a star falls

arc -like spark -like

springing like a firefly

till the night swallows it too

and i remain standing on my verandas steps

mesmerised

 yet knowing

the creatures of the night need their space too..

i might as well step inside

 lest i find them slithering over my feet...

oh this is not a defeat

just another one of those moments

when my mind leaps from inside a book

to have another look

at the cosmic beauty of the nights infinite sky...

and think of Thee

singing to me

quietly like the sea does...  

Thous haunting of me has begun

yet all over again...

the realization of that has finally dawned on me

even though its still the dark dark night

and time for me to switch off my lights...