Nothing to fight
Under naked night
It is much to delight
And feel right
The silvery light
All objects are in sight
But you appear calm
Floating in realm
I wish
For night not to finish
As for the first time
She is with no dearth of time
I look at
And think of fate
How lucky am I?
To watch with naked eyes
She is within grasp
I smile and clap
She just hides face
I close the eye to find the trace
hasmukh amathalal
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