The declaration of dusk

The cool air resonates with the Malabar Whistling Thrush's Good Night Note,
The frogs follow in the orchestra,
The Swiftlets zig-zag overhead finishing their evening meal,
The crickets officially announce the breaking of dusk
(If Dawn can break,so can dusk)
The last ray of fading light brings the first ray of bats on the horizon,
The stars twinkle into position,
The spiders set their dinner plate webs for the great feast,
The fireflies flicker the party lights on,
The moths do their fluttery dance,
The moon smiles away at itself in every still pool.

Fireflies remind me of one of my favourite Tagore quotes, here it is -
The starts are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

Dina.