Down in deep where the proud ruby bids adieu
High-o-high where the diamond shines a few ….
To call it a high time for many may take a break
To say it a low time for many may peek their neck ….
When the silence roars of its arrival
And the beings whisper their departure ….
It’s the time when the nature praises
Praises itself for its beauty,character and the set of shiny white braces….
In between the shiny millions we can see..The elegant daimond with its light
Echoing out to us with its voice
It’s twilight….It’s twilight….It’s twilight