Different Moment Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

I see dew on those green leaves,
The moisture on the blades of grass
And everywhere, the light is lit.
The Sun is on its retreat,
Way back to meet the bride
Behind whose veil,
It is going to hide.

The mist making things mystic,
The canopy is studded with stars.
The birds on the branches now
Are sharing the onus of singing.
An abstruse melody is flowing in
From nowhere to everywhere to welcome her.

The dusk time is unique to me!
Unknowingly I wait for something,
A small wish grows to a universe.
She is mine!
So she shall come to me,
The gates of my garden are open wide,
After all, what am I living for?