The twilight.

The twilight.

I like the twilight,
When the day kisses the night.
When the sky embraces,
both  the sun and the moon
and the light neither dim nor bright.

I like the twilight.
When the cranes return to their nests.
When the cattles returne to their shades
and the little children return to the laps        of mother to sleep at night.

I like the juntions
when the women,
light the earthen lamps
and place them on the altar,
under the sacred Tulsi trees.