Looking above I saw the sky,
so dark yet so cool.
The little twinkles dotted the sky,
making the sight mesmerizing.
A small crescent started off
and the eastern sky welcomed it.
As it moved through,
stars twinkled in reverence,
making the night unalike.
As I stood watching the sky,
the wind blew past me.
The night, so cool so divine
made me forget all other miseries.
The reflection of the moon in the pool
was so close, so close at hand,
but the moon was never close to me.
So were my aspirations, felt so close,
but my efforts went in vain
like the full moon that went away.
This is not a cry of sorrow,
but a mark in memory.
Not the one of an end
but that of a new beginning.
The start of a new journey…
