Tide of the Night

-Vatsal Khullar

O Lord! Descend! Descend! Descend!
Present me the cloak of darkness
And seize from me the agony
Conceal with you, my encounter with defeat
Put me to sleep as night falls
For under thy bosom, I feel no harm
The confluence at dusk,
Comforts me with the transition,
Into tranquility that shall timidly walk in.
The all pervasive  silence shall disperse itself in all directions,
And composure like the Bodhi, sullen the ambiance. 
As the world engrosses itself with the fallacy of worlds beyond stars
I light the fire,
For the embers shall be my friend for the night.
The crackling reassures me that I'm not alone.
Under the divine light of the moon,
I see my silhouette.
I hear the stars whisper my name.
They inspirit me with a promise,
That the sun shall bring warmth along,
Which is best enjoyed after a cold winter night.