It was midnight. I was awake
In my bed, sleepless.
Everywhere there was silence
Except the intermittent chirp of a cricket
Or the occasional hoot of an owl.
I got up and opened
The window of my bedroom.
A sweet smell of jasmine
Entered from garden; outside
A luminous moon flooded the night
With its golden light.
It must be a wonderful night;
I stepped out, and a shower of soft light
Greeted me as I came outside.
It was full moon, the moon
Shining magnificently in the autumn sky,
Illuminating everything with its bright touch.
Patches of white cloud drifted leisurely
In a sky adorned with twinkling stars,
Moonlight fell in tiny grains on house roofs,
Trees stood motionless, as if
Listening to the sound of silence,
Their leaves, glistened in moonlight,
Spoke silently with air, and with the
Green grass down on the ground.
Crossing the meadow
I walked to the road which lay
Like a motionless stream;
Pebbles strewn on it glowed like pearls.
In a clump were bloomed some flowers,
Wild and unfamiliar,
Smiling with the touch of moonlight.
A cricket started chirping,
All on a sudden. Its sound
Kept increasing and increasing
Filling the night with a strange reverberation.
Then it suddenly stopped – as suddenly as
It had started – leaving the night
Even more silent and still.
In a pond water stood calm and still,
Mirroring the moon on its silver bed.
I took a pebble and threw it;
It fell with a plop, shattering the moon into pieces,
Moonlight glittering on waves spreading out in circles;
After a while the waves died down
And everything became quiet and still again.
I wondered whether I was in a dream.
Sitting by the road, moonlight
Falling upon me like drizzles of gold,
I never found silence so beautiful,
Accompanied with the stillness
Of the moonlit night.
And then I felt it wasn't only
Silence that filled the night,
That made the night so beautiful:
This moon, this moonlit night
I had seen them before,
This calm of nature, its gentle breath
I had felt many a time;
They seemed so familiar,
Revealing something so intimate!
Suddenly I remembered!
The shining moon I had seen many a time
In that face charming and beautiful!
The soft moonlight, its soothing touch,
I had felt with that smile divine and wonderful!
The tranquility of the moonlit night, its serene beauty,
I had seen in those lovely eyes!
And then, I knew not whether it was a dream,
I see her sitting by me – holding my hand
And smiling magnificently!