Listening Tonight Poem by lalitha iyer

Night is silent
though earth is awake
Men are sleeping
birds are nested
the air speaks in tender tones
touch the harp in the heart
it tells of stories of the past
the moonlit paths
starry delights
the merry lives
and the dancing prides
now the midnight bells
sounds lovely calls
how sweet the air
responds to the charm
of jingling bells
fairies and angels
faintly appear
you walk along beaches
the roars sink you
with mysterious creatures
some in the air, some in water
some lands, some distants
Nights is Spiritual
full of drunken melodies
and emptying stories
sleepless torments
too suck life energies
now, you can stretch your limbs
on the deserted strings
to watch the nobody lands
and fill your lungs
with living winds
full of music and scents
from faraway trends
births and rebirths
have traced and retraced
paths of life
every night is beautiful
the secret chambers all full
you sit in the sitouts
and search for hands
that hug you bosom
and caress with systems
spells cast upon
spilling magic borns.