Ramadan

Nothing moved, all the night creatures are still
No owls hooting, no insects buzzing nothing could be heard
Even the mosquitoes have surprisingly taken a break
Suddenly a round face peered out of a window
Breaking the over whelming silence of the night

Overlapping grey clouds disguise the dusky sky
The tall trees looking somber and bare
Their reflection in the calm water very glum
A baby sprout gives up to the ruthless night, its petals growing pale.

A rooster calling into the night
Announcing the wake up of dawn
The sweetness of the meadows fills the air.
The Blue Mountains standing higher and higher

The fragrant lilies blossom in the fields
Its tender petals dancing with the wind
While the sparrows sing along
With the trickling the music of the flowing water
a baby seed courageously spreads its leaves for the first time

There it was… the radiant glow of the crescent in the hazy water
Bathing the water, the fields, and the round face with a soft glow.