This evening is quite exceptional
No stars, no fireflies, no light
No torch, just a quiet darkness
And a sweet surge of sweet wind
The clouds are dark and light
And upon it the lightning flash
Now and then, sparks of white
Stray through the firmaments
Raindrops fall slowly, quietly
She seem to travel light today
With the constant massaging airs
They create a beautiful aura
The smell of flowers and scent
Wake with the quiet windy evening,
Flowers are extremely beautiful
They remind of pretty things
And just outside the gate
The crickets and frog choir sing
A strange tone they sing tonight
For the rhythm was not regular
So the sweet breeze is free
The evening quietness solemn,
A freedom to taste and care
And a fine new start to savor
