Dearest Joy

DEAREST JOY 

Stars slept late after spending all 

their lights, 

Sceneries slept early revealed the jolliness.

Winds flew to far after playing the violins, 

Clouds napped into ditches of the tall hills.

Penguins sailed to cool groves and mute rills, 

Every candle burn out slowly and silently.

And the sweet night depart away sincerely, 

Where are you our savior of the richest soil ?

Give a voice, eyes see pensively, dearest joy

In the solitude of night our spirit is annoyiny.

© AFFAQ NAIBE