Saw the white half-moon
Over the dark Backbay
On this monsoon night.
I did not expect to see
Anything bright in the sky
Filled with grey and dark clouds.
By the time I was in Worli Sea-face
The Moon had burrowed a nest
For itself and happily looking out for me!
Moment like this takes me
Out of myself, and floats me
To the Empyrean, is that the word?
Mumbai
15.08.2013
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