# A Night Of Grace

M Mamta Agarwal
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Evening casts early shadows in December. As dusk falls heart is filled with longing, I have an appointment, I suddenly remember… Quickly I put on my coat and stockings. Stepping out gingerly in the still and chilly night To meet my celestial kin, for an animated conversation… Soon, my face is bathed with full Moon’s silver light And the sky, colour of grey pearl fills me with exaltation… A light breeze comes carrying a heady fragrance, I spot Raat ki Raani with its pale green flowers, Presiding with its crowning glory, emitting its essence Intoxicated, I slowdown my pace and linger for an hour… Smiling to myself, of my own volition I return home, Wistfully selecting logs to put in the fireplace, Extend my arms to warm my hands, now numb with cold Stealthily, you come and hold me in a warm embrace…. Raat ki Raani is a small bush which only flowers at night and has an intoxicating fragrance. its literal translation is queen of the night

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