Moon In a Pond

Molten Waxing waning Symphony in 27 skies Lunar skies as Nakshatras Of moon and our earthly lives In this variance, is a hidden order The lovely play of reflected sunlight This light as reflected; never scorching Now sun arrives as a melody in harmony Moonlight is said to nourish all vegetation Moonlight activates flavours and fragrance Moon skies 27 or 28 have attribute; nature Moon said to be our Mind, turning the tides If solar is as father; the lunar is the mother The moon flows in our body in breath Nadis The inhale exhale the Ida, Pingla as cosmic Lunar as reflections, the moon is reflecting Moonshine further illuminates every Being Melting, fleeting, fragrant, traces of silver The one that is reflecting as multiform ............From Upanishads:- ..................... A....single .................Being-Self, ...............there is. ..............IT dwells in each and .............every being, uniform .. ..........and yet multiform... ..............It appears like ................the moon ...................in ...........a pond...