The Nightfarers

Varini Bansal | pp.99

In the dark blue sky

When all seems to be motionless and sleepy,

There looms a faint light far far away,

It glows, flickers, and does sway;

Could it be a lantern from some cottage nearby?

For, it’s moving, not standing still.

It might be a bulb winking from some mill.

Suddenly the breeze begins to blow,

Fetching the droning sounds of the spin of the windmill.

The effect is so soothing, like the whistle of a guard on duty;

Or it might be nomads raising a melody!

It might just as well be some campers with their chanting,

Going round a bonfire and dancing;

Mingling with the bells around the cattle necks jingling,

Jumbling with the starry sparks from the skies twinkling.

Whatever, the night is also fun with the fireflies co-travelling.