Crescent Moon - Child Poems — Rabindranath Tagore

Excerpt-I paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding its last gold like a miser.The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, and the widowed land, whose harvest had been reaped, lay silent.Suddenly a boy's shrill voice rose into the sky. He traversed the dark unseen, leaving the track of his song across the hush of the evening.