Moon

As I was bidding bye to mother, Found there shining object other, Mom was waving hand in smile, I was stunned and amused for while, Why I was feeling so cool? Did I loose nerves and looked fool? Dark was disappearing with her show, Silver lines were coming in flow, I had mixed feeling and joy, Mom in sky and moon enjoy, Was a thought simple rejoice? Gentle touch with low voice, Moon was slowly emerging, Stars darkened with rays shining, I wanted to measure her dark patches, With imaginary painting and colourful catches, I conveyed her to rise slowly, Beautiful object ruling only, Movement slowly with gentle walk, Whispering in ears with smile and talk, I want to share happiness, All goodness to isolate loneliness, Belongingness found in oneness, Is it not said in pure greatness? I continue to hold lenient view, Look for solace and advice for few, Your are my symbol for peace, With silver linings and mind at ease.