$ 0 0 O my Moon, gorgeous globe of the Heavens! Swell up from the profundity of the dark sky Stand still; wait to set, my anxious appeal, Anguished soul of mine wants to sleep a lot The clock strikes eleven; ultimate hour approaches, Slumber, Slumber! Come fast, come fast, I crave to dream a lot, throughout the night, And fill my mind with sacred thoughts But the forty winks could not surmount me Splendid beauty of the moon surpasses me By watching your amiable visage, I dreamt a lot! - VIGIL KUMAR