With the cold wind that is felt and the dew of the petals shimmer
While the birds are in the mood I wander leisurely in the cold

The pavement-noise echoes the scented flowers scream
I wander alone leisurely as if in a dream

The drizzle so cold made the night even more beautiful
And poets dream poets write as they stare at the moon

Under the street light so bright I stood undecided
Whether to go left or right or straight ahead

And still savor the moment, a magnificent feeling
And enjoy the serenity in every step beaming

Night wandering is my favorite night wandering is sweet
A nightly routine I enjoy doing and something I won’t forget

A step to unknown beauty and inexplainable moment of bliss
A thing I will treasure and something I will not miss