The Ramadan Moon: A Poem by Harendra Narayan Singh

The crescent glows in silver light,
A beacon in the peaceful night.
Ramadan’s moon, so soft, so bright,
Guides our hearts to prayers white.

It whispers hope, it sings of grace,
A time to fast, a time to trace
The love of God, the path so true,
With every dawn, our souls renew.

Beneath its glow, we stand as one,
Till Eid arrives with rising sun.