Lunar Hope
In the midst of night’s dark blanket Walking down the rocky cove I gazed at the sky, silently
And in the midst of all that darkness Slowly emerged from within Twinkling wonders Like pearls, shimmering white
The gentle sea breeze, Whispering among the swaying palms And the murmuring soft waves Bathing the silver sands And cleansing my naked feet
And I stared into the far horizon To the point where, The liquid dark, met the gaseous dark And a thin silver line glimmered in between
And I looked up at the sky again, And there I saw its milky white image Separating the darkness With a strand of glimmering hope
- Abhijeet Manay