When all the lights go down,

And silent are all the lives-

There is one who smiles bright;

And and its light to rivers it dives.

Its light falls on lands,

Its light steams on sand and

It too has a joyous company:

The millions stars that I see.

So a joyous moon brings

Joy- for which my heart sings.

In the black sky of night,

It is a diamond white.


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