I saw truant clouds wading through late evening sky. With sunset, they got dyed in varying shades, Forming into configurations of differing shape and size! Giants, mountains and raw bundles of fluffy wool, To be woven into yet a hundred patterns. Twilight shadows slowly began to fall, Like gauzy gossamer webs here and there Night came stepping down from the heights. I heard the wind singing through the leaves. Their sweet cadence lifted my moods. From the forest, a nightingale echoed a happy note. Crickets in chorus chanted in sonorous tones. As I looked on, from creamy cotton clouds, Full moon emerged like a seductive temptress. What a majestic sight of incomparable beauty! Stars were seen as silver sequences stitched on, An unfurling cerulean veil of chiffon silk. I felt so weightless, being lifted to great heights. As I lost myself in the irresistible charm of the night, A thousand butterflies of joy danced within me.
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