Fireflies dance in the breezy air,
The crickets chant hymns with a soothing flair.
An owl keeps watch with stones in his stare -
None should be disturbed
In the Midnight blue.

The leaves rustlein' their own norm
lost in the melody of their divine song.
the wolves howl at the end of the shore,
with a mighty thought of more to explore.

The world is asleep, but the world is alive,
As fantasy, charm, and solemnity thrive.
Nothing else need be done save to open our eyes,
And the midnight blue would present the surprise.

part of "In The Midnight Blue" poem by Saumya (India)


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