The Moon is me

The Sun inspires and speaks of brightness and ambition but I am always drawn to the Moon because of its transient quality and the ability to shine through the darkness. I see in it a reflection of human life – the indomitable spirit to attain glory even when destined to cyclic highs and lows. The Moon is me; it is each one of us. Here is an ode to resilience.

Moon rising from behind the clouds. Image generated using dream.ai.

In the swirling, shifting caramel of dawn
Goodbyes of the Full Moon awaken me
With gentle caresses; in silver disguise
Strings of glimmer blaze past the drapes
In to a space where sleep plays truant
Yet, again.

Moonstruck, I gaze at the sparkly face
Shimmering in the celestial expanse
My friend of many slumberless nights
I wonder how you waltz through it all –
The waxing and waning, here today
Unseen tomorrow!

Do you tremble when pieces dissolve
Or when the dark side overtakes you
How do you tiptoe through desolate fear?
Sailing on stormy clouds; only to evolve
From Night’s blue veil, in splendor whole
Perfection galore!

Amazed, I ponder over your dire destiny
Patiently cradling oblivion and agony
You’ve known fawning painters, poets;
How do you concede to Time’s sly games
Embracing both radiance and gray shades
Always with eternal grace!

Musing under the moonlight

Musing under the moonlight
Streaming through glass doors
I wonder if the Moon beings, too
Meditate on our blue-green orb
Does it work for them and how
As we spin on the axis of flaws?
Distant flashes alluring, magical
Seeking, finding solace in ignorance
Across obscure transcendence
Such is the destiny of all born

Full Moon Night

Full Moon Night

In a moonlit paradise
Touched by wands
Of sterling light
Lustrous magic
Weaves a cobweb
Of glossy dreams
An argent sheen
Covers the night

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