BY Radhamani sarma
This moon and shine,
beauty and
mystery
growth and slow recede,
taunt and provoke;
no history , no complete vision;
still I am around its journey.
Time
circles, enters boundaryless,
Day and night enter, making
A wandering wonder
For all humans and animals
Who stand rest by it.
A mystery unsolved
Till the end , only a dream like;
A sweet mystery,
beyond comprehension,
love and curiosity
loss and reconcile
all intertwine.
This universal
Lunar beauty,
I ever bow
before.
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