…..then there was hope.

Night tries to hold the dark,
silent streets with nothing to embark.

Misty landscapes with woods of tall trees,
cloud shrouded the moon and wind coming from the sea.

The shrouding clouds started to flea,
as the wind arrives from the sea. 

the moonlight fills and falls like the rain,
dissolving the darkness with everything it contain.

the silvery light fills like hope that remains,
in the hearts of beings like blood coming through veins. 

the nature always finds a way,
O soul, you must not stray.
for once it was dark and seemed like the end,
but light sparks and everything transcend. 

                                                           ~Written by Lokesh Fouzdar(pleiades513).