Luna
On February 1st 1966, I saw the brightest moon,
Coolest moon ever that has shone in my life.
The spacecraft Luna 2 landed on the moon
And Luna came down to my family.
Rising in the precincts of a maternity home.
Springing from the other moon I had.
Hearing the news of Chandrika
Giving birth to Luna
I did not utter, think or react like others did,
But felt something inside me I never felt before
As if a light generated and rooted from the
Moon to the earth – a light reborn in me.
Cool, caring, loving and living
Up to her very name
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