Setting Moon gone to the Ocean,
To find the best of her.
She picked some pearls from there,
Thought about her dreamy desire,
No visions were there suitable to her and got upset.
I was waiting for her after the time she left.
She returns with some pearls and gives those to me,
Talking about her searching journey of agony,
She is getting bore in her busy schedule.
She wants some changes in universal rule.
Due to curiosity I ask her the reasons,
Those which are her cause of ignorance.
Her answers are coming very faded,
She could not find the things she needed.
She wants to do work of her own choice.
She prefers to keep her innocence.
She does not prefer to be the Goddess.
She never needs the worship of earthly humans.
When she unable to help them in anyway,
She does not deserve to be matter of pray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moon, the dream, disappearance.. pearls stairs in the sky pain of people, helplessness. universe should change. so many wonderful and imaginative ideas in this poem. thank you dear poetess.tony