NYX- Night Personified

Between these broken walls of frozen time,

Breathes the branches of this narrow Lime,

Against its subtle strength I sit,

Under this night, well starlit.

From behind the old crenelates I see,

The high hanging arms of the tree,

Reaching high to caress the Night,

Like they've been apart for long without sight.

Staring up at these flawless skies,

Oh! What a wonderful sight to my eyes,

NYX with her masterpiece,

Makes my mind light and at ease.

Her unblemished beauty shines bright,

While her heart sings with delight,

Her music heard in the rustle of the willow leaves,

The notes seep into the soul of one who believes.

The crescent moon ornate her face,

Held by constellations framing infinite space,

Silver beams bounce off the ocean waves,

And lights the path of the lost, it saves.

On one of those late darks without an embrace,

She covers me with her Heavenly grace,

Fixing cracks in my spirit with love so rare,

And lifting my hair with playful breezy air.

Before vermilion hues streak azure skies,

And the earthly stars begin to rise,

These precious tranquil moments I imbibe,

Along with flooding feelings I can't describe.

As the dark fades to light,

I take leave of the night,

And leave behind pasts, a few,

To begin the day clear and anew.

- Greeshma Kurian

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