Night is dark

Night is dark, little warm

With stars, not cloudy.

Winds are home,

Moon is fourth, just above my head

Jasmine aroma, roam all round

With cricket sound.

Owl wiggles and bats cry.

In this beautiful dark night

Mind wonder to home

To old friends

Mind wonder to why, to how.

And then it come again

To the aroma of Jasmine,

To the shadow of tree.

How small we are

To just be worried.

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