It’s twilight here, and as I was sitting on my terrace…I saw this…
I can’t explain what I am feeling right now, I am listening to a deep love song and looking at the Moon. What else can I feel except Transcendence? Yes, what I am feeling is Transcendental Love… I am feeling as if my heart will leap out if I don’t give in, give in to the Divine. So, I am writing a short poem here on The Moon, so that I don’t feel overloaded with so much love & magic that I might pass out.
The Misty Moon & A Lover’s Heart
The stars stay sheathed, with the veil of darkness,
As she, the Moon, sits deep in the clouds,
My eyelids fluttered shut, with the swirling love in my heart,
The Moon dust falls at my face like a freefall of crystals,
The moment my lips part to breathe in a sigh of divinity,
A cloth of mist, gently covers my mind,
My pulse quickens, and the Moon glows like a globe of glitter,
Then, then I know, Magic is the Love, that kisses the Moon and caresses the skin of every broken heart…