The mighty sun bows with joy,
  falling into darkness' folds.
  Night, in her beautiful shine,
  embraces our love-starved world,
  Sparkling unearthen oil lamps,
  bright upon her velvety black.
  She wisps across trees and vales,
  in whispering chirps, whistles and tunes.
  Her breezy gown soothing the earth,
  kissing its sunburnt wounds.
  The crescent lit upon her forehead,
  spreads silver warmth in our hearts.
  A beauty - powerful and unknown,
  plays lair on mind's strings.
  brings to us coloured dreams,
  served upon tranquil sleep,
  still like the starry Night.