At the end of a day as the dusk slowly settles
Ever so softly like falling dewdrops
As the hawks dress their feathers removing from wings
The last hint of a sun
The earth depletes all its colors
Concluding its manuscript
With tales reverating at the wings of extravagant fireflies.
All birds return to their nests as do the rivers to the sea
Terminating all transactions of life
In the quiescence of certainty. ......

- Sakhi