The Magic Of The Breeze – 19 The Moon And The Breeze Poem by Angelina Pandian

The Moon and the Breeze
Are childhood friends, I’d say!
Each night they play together
And have fun till the Sun comes up.
During the day the breeze it cools
It soothes the body and refreshes too
But, at night the self same breeze
Along with the moon plays havoc
Not letting us sleep, it burns
The body, the mind and the soul
No comfort it provides, only pain
Is it the breeze eating the body?
Or the body eating the soul?
I cannot say, but, only that
The Moon and the Breeze are friends
In cohort to keep us both awake!