In the evenings where glow worms swarm,
With sweet airs wafting from reposing flowers,
The atmosphere of peace silently slips in.
With the earth damp from mildew,
Sky up above ever sparkling blue,
Love rears its head adorned in beauty.
Birds chirping in nonchalance,
Melody sweeping through the night in obeisance,
To the contract of love the night has instituted.
Twinkling stars enveloping the sky,
Dark clouds gathered seeking to defy,
The purity of innocence rocking softly beneath.
A mirror radiating trust and sincerity,
Reflecting an aura of chastity and fidelity,
Ultimately is set upon the garden of virtue.