A Summer Evening

a poem by Vidya Kudva

A cool light breeze,
locks of black tresses,
a white muslin scarf
and a wisp of a lass.
Traces of the sun
vanished from the sky.
A glorious evening;
a pleasant hour;
a long minute
before the night dies-
all revelations at night
with eyes sparkling bright
as I sit under the starry night!