The Night Sky

As the sun moves to the western horizon Colours are skilfully blended in a palette In an instant the sky becomes an exquisite canvas of art Making even Van Gogh burn in jealousy With the last glimmer of sunset When the shadows chase the light, The aerial folks fly back to their nests Like black and white specks dotting the sky With a dark drape stretched across the Earth's face The arrival of the night is a spectacular sight Cicadas and crickets welcome her with their ceremonious band And street lamps blink their eyes to catch a better view While truant clouds still wander around aimless The cerulean sky signals them to hurry Stars slowly appear in the night sky Like sequins stitched on to a blue brocade The full moon smiles down The empress of the night, proud and regal She and her retinue keep guard over the slumbering Earth The unpaid sentries of the night! A gentle breeze makes a palanquin ride Wafting in the scent of opening buds The beauty of the night sends me to raptures My heart exploding like foaming wine in a bottle Yet I cannot but keep wondering How many dark secrets The night holds Within her tenebrous folds!