The Spellbound Night.

 Part -1

It was a dark still night

Nothing near or far could be at sight

It was lonely all around

Nowhwere there was any sound 

Slowly a tinge of light shone

The fear deep inside was slowly gone

All I could see was a "pure miracle"

I did not know how to rackle

The light glistened bright

It was all pure white

Suddenly it changed its hue

Into pale blue

It grew brighter and brighterWith a" halo" of gold

It was breathtaking to behold.

I could hear the melody of the flute

And feel the gentle fragrance of the scent of the air

I felt a tickle at the sole of my feet

It was the tiny grass

The colourful tiny Daisies and Pansies

They swayed to and fro in the  gentle breeze