**Nature is yet not asleep**

Sitting at the sea shore
With hands on  the sand
Which welcomes each wave
On the land.
My feet get drenched
With each tide high and low,
Back washing the sand beneath my toe,
The white caps becomes a feast to behold.
The crescent moon, waning yet
 Emitting enough to diffuse to the
 sparkles in its vicinity.
The moonlit, crashing waves
 showering the blanket
Studded with stars in dark
With  leaps too high to leave a moisten mark.
The broken clouds
Melting with smoky scent
To make the shine translucent.
The scintillating stars.
Sharing the lusture,
Illuding the eyes
To a diamond
Veil on the waves
Tempting the feet to wade.
Hence, even in the dark
Nature isnt asleep
To let it's beauty peep
Through the far land
Above the sand!
 --- Saloni Gupta