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The call of the birds had stopped simply and died away

The sun too had left me to hide behind the hills

I walked on soundlessly through the dusky paddy fields

Towards a winding road that led me to my humble cottage

The shy sleepy flower greeted me on the garden path

The stones too glittered at my arrival

The moon slyly peeped at me like a naughty child

The lambs were too content to bleat

My stifled yawns made the hearth’s fire jump

And the pot on the stove gave a mischievous thump

Yet another day had passed away

The stars were ready with their blinks

With my supper I sat on the creaking stairs

And the gramophone slowly sang an old favorite

Life was blissful amongst the natural setting

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