I breath in time with the cricket's sound
With the moon for light, I write.
The starry sky closes around me
and I feel I can fly.
Cool winter breeze listens to my humming
and blows a fragrance from trees afar,
Reminds me of a night in the forest
As a lone dog barks.
It is quiet in this jungle too
Just the sound of the train in the distance,
Someone closed their window for the night
And I opened my eyes to see
this sleepy world in a new light.