** A Falling Star **

My falling star thou art not a fading one- I caught you quick my aesthetics my refuge thou art my all. Look at me— From my bright eyes you took my fires Hurled them around and took my desires From that grain of sand you made me Taj the oasis I became the honeycomb of your loves name An aroma thou left on my soul As the mountains kisseth the clouds the bright sunshines rays like a shroud clingeth to the earth As the moon beareth Shy glances on the seas My glances furtive to thine-- I caught thee like a falling star so easy, so gently like a trapezist on a net. Let me hold on then Nay, not for a fleeting moment But till age snows the white hairs on me. That falling star thou art ill keep on my crown wont be a mystery. Let it be history Yes thou art my aesthetics Thou art my refuge My all Anjali 29-04-2009