Nearing midnight!
A mundane day comes to an end!
I peep out of the window,
The old British bungalow
With its red tiles and stone walls
Are as still as the night
The silence is soothing
And not eerie
I get time to be with myself
Moonlight filters through the still leaves
Giant banyan tree too is still
Probably fast asleep
I can hear the silence
Unlike sound, silence makes me smile
Just sitting in the quietude
Soothes my mind, my entire being
Time to call it a day
In the lap of the giant banyan tree
Bathed in streaming moonshine! !
A gentle prayer comes to my lips
There is nothing to ask
He has given me everything without asking
My mind fills with,
Just gratitude and peace!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem