fireflies moving like finely broken starlight
against the sky-shaped gown of evening
the wind quiets its lascivious moans in the ears of the leaves
whispers sweet nothings to the emptiness
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The evening song is sweet, the message of nature, what else it may be other than love, is nicely relayed in this lovely poem.
Thank you, Akhtar. Much appreciated.