It is 12:35 am by my computer's clock. It is the month of July. The monsoon is in full swing. It is raining pretty hard outside. Just in front of my house there is a wood apple tree. Water is dripping, or should I say running, down its leaves. The street-light is getting reflected from the shinning leaves making the tree look like one that has been illuminated by a thousand lights. At a distance there is a palm tree, a betel-nut tree I suppose, standing tall against the dark sky. The sky at night appears a bit reddish in colour, rather than bluish, when there are rain-bearing clouds in the sky. Nights can be so wonderful, so mystic, yet very few people stay awake to see its beauty.
At least one half of the world is asleep, silent. The silence of the night is being disturbed by a continuous noise of falling water which possibly has accumulated on some neighbour's roof. But really is the night so silent as it appears? Possibly not. Silent nights are more lively and active than noisy day times. One has to have the inner eye to feel the silent harmony that exists in nature during the night. Such harmony cannot be found during the day time. It is during the night that everything grows. During the day time the world belongs to us. We use it according to our need. At night we belong to this world as it is during the night that we find ourselves in our spiritual form and all our spiritual longings come up to the surface. We tend to fall back during the night, whereas during the day time we keep on looking forward and we remain more human than spiritual. At night we feel selfless, compassionate, benevolent and altruistic. These characteristics can seldom be seen within us during day time.
It is darkness that brings us back to our spiritual senses. We keep on losing ourselves step by step during the day time, only to rediscover ourselves in a new light during the night. That way the night really does a world of good for us. Night has got an element of loneliness in it, which enables us to come within ourselves. It is at night that we can relate ourselves to the distant stars and the mystic moon. Our mind can then stretch itself as far as it wishes to. The mysticism of the moon can be understood very beautifully if we compare the distinct, different effects that a full moon has upon us as compared to the sliced moon. The sight of a full moon fills up our mind with love whereas the sight of a sliced moon arouses a tragic feeling. Darkness of the night reveals to us much more than what the broad daylight can. The night makes revelations, which have a profound, permanent, soothing effect upon us, which the daylight cannot. Night creates and recreates us so that we can carry on with our journey of life. At night we seem to communicate with some divine entity, some divine soul, that makes us fresh once again. Really morning never dawns upon him who cannot enjoy the darkness of night and hold it in his heart. Tweet Subscribe to Tarry A Little by Email
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