Blessings Of Night Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

Dark and dusky
And I call it black beauty
With fertilizing tears
They sprinkle water
On plants and crops to sustain all
Of life big and small and good and evil

Dark and lovely
With outlines bluish and grey
Seem to swallow and consume all
But with moisture rejuvenate the depths of the soil
Where seeds in darkness sleep and dream of heaven
Upon sprouting into plants and corn

There is this life, love, pain and the cosmos
Yet abstruse is the meaning of such things
Even with the substance of letters
And with the claims made by the science loftier
Still man stops not to explore the depth
For dark is also vital for birth

In a dark ambience
Around us there is a material world to sense
And that could be guessed and surmised
But where is the real world
Looks shrouded in mystery at even
The sharpest mind flounders and uses the intuition

But poets know it as the intricate creation of God
That by perception and logic couldn't be subsumed
So while portraying people and Nature
Poets embrace dark-luminosity and gentle-power
Dark are our charming divinities
Radiant are dark rain-clouds in plenty

And from the womb of silent night
Is born a child into the world of light
Though clueless we are to our own cosmos
Still we see "the Light" coming from the vastness of such cute darkness
So is the mind enlightened with sleep and rest
Induced by peace, darkness and beauty of night