Playful winds start a conversation with the incandescent horizon
What conspires, is the onlooker’s dilemma
Now is the time for a sprightly day to say adieu to restlessness
A momentary pallor is filled with ruddy enthusiasm
Warm breeze comes closer to narrate the secret conversation
In solitude, watching the retreat of this time through a passage
Dreams ignited before night can settle down in soft comfort
~Amitav