At Late Night Hours Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

I lie down in my bed,
Deep sleep eludes me.
The cool breeze
Blowing from the windows
Through the open doors
Bring in the fragrance of jasmine
Blooming in my garden;
It touches every object of the room.

I am hopeful
That you would emerge
Out of a scene of my dream
At the late hours of the night
To knock at my doors
And I will get up
To greet you with a broad smile:
We will hold our hands
And be lost for few minutes
In a deep embrace of our re-union!

I will take you over the hills,
The waters, paths, meadows and places
To discover each other
In the times of our previous birth!