A brilliant spectrum of cloud and snow
the world below
a vanishing dark spot

and come the night, if it wasn’t so cold
I would have dipped a hand in lake Dhal
to pull out the moon
and let it thaw by the warm fire

it would have been so easy
to reach up to the sky and scoop
some stars to carry in my pocket,

but I didn't. Now how can I
ever describe to you
what a spring night is like, in Srinagar?