# Some Relationships Defy Explanation

As I espy the moon peep from the palm fronds, I can’t help but feel glad and with joy respond. I remember, since the time I was just a little kid, The sight of the full moon used to make me limpid. It casts a spell and I just spellbound, stare and halt. My heart kind of leaps and does a somersault. In the Zen like stillness of the early winter night, I just find myself gaze at its face silvery bright. Whenever I visited my granny, she used to regale Us, as we lay on her lap, with so many magical tales. One was about an old woman spinning a wheel, On the moon, oh, how wonderstruck I used to feel. Although, science has tried to demystify Yet, I somehow, still continue to identify With it, and my sense of elation and relation honestly, I admit defies any kind of explanation…