Dipabali

As the moon fades through its cycle, leaving the night with darkness,

Reminding, perhaps the only unfading truth of life is to fade away.

When the darkness comes, the night cold without light stands lonely,

And I, a mere human, put a light outside, in my effort to give it some warmth.

I tell her in assurance, I will be there for you, as you have, being my light.

I burn myself, to fuel the lamp that I put outside, taking some melancholy away.

And I plunge in my sorrow as I burn, and burn whole night, dragging the darkness in.

Oh my lonely dark night! Let me take the light back, for once as I need some light.