Have you not seen the new moon?
That momentary hair thin crescent just above the horizon,
It’s spiritual beauty is overwhelming,
which makes the tender heart melt and closer to the All Knower.
Cherish most the beauty of the full moon,
It’s soft golden light makes the night horizon magical to see,
And dark silhouettes of the night flyers across the sky come to be,
that must certainly kindle the flame of passion in all lovers heart.
O but man is often too busy or lazy,
That he is not there often to see,
All those beauties in the open night sky,
That enrich the soul before he leave and say goodbye.
(Belgaum, April 2011)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem