When the sunset comes in the evening period.
The trees stand still with their branches.
The leafs dancing to the tunes of the wind.
Oh! A cool ambiance is what it brought.
Sensational serenity prevails in the face of the evening.
Singing sweet songs were the birds on the tree.
Cute children seated round on the veranda.
Toothless infants sucking on mothers' lap.
Are we meant to sit comfortably in the cool atmosphere?
We fail to listen to the sweet songs of the birds!
The leafs of the tree falling, giving a clear warning.
Children sitting round citing and citing how we will be gathered before our Pilot.
Sunset that comes thee, but one evening will be the last its appearance.
The next day that will silence all the brave and powerful ones.
The day that will take us before our Merciful Fashioner.
Listen!
Let’s listen with our innermost ears! We know not the last evening.
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