Welcoming Night

The last light of the sun has long gone To hide behind the shadow of the horizon Inside nests sound of birds has fallen thin Their little skirmishes were not to be seen The tall palms swung merrily in the breeze As dark clouds on hilltops seemed to freeze Sparkling dot of a star hung at the edge Of the sky as below it the hill sat like a sage Men have reached home back from work Lamps were lit before it would be dark Sound of bells came floating from homes As owls sent hoots sitting upon the tombs Silence was going to rule over the land With rain of meteors the sky looked grand World would be draped in a cloak of mist Till dawn would break again in the East