The World Wouldn't Be The Same
The most cherished part of my day!
Usually I glimpse through the window from my bed,
And wish for a few more hours of sleep!
Some days, when I don't have to, I get up
And perch on the Muskoka lounger in my backyard,
Enjoying every second, every minute of that surreal experience!
I am a part of this wide, magical Earth,
Part of that celebratory moment!
The World wouldn't be the same without me,
And without You!
Azure unfathomable sky, with a mix of gorgeous red from the East,
Sometimes it's just a dot,
Like a red dot on the forehead of an enchanting woman from the Orient,
Then it grows bigger and bigger, enveloping the horizon,
A few white clouds floating, carefree, like my favourite Kash flowers,
Our great creator has announced his arrival, but hasn't arrived yet.
Some days, it's still unilluminated and unusually mysterious,
Awed, I gaze at the sky from my bed,
Stars still blinking,
Dark sky studded with millions of them,
Each one has a poignant story to tell,
Very strangely A Full Moon, round and silvery,
Refuses to disappear,
Although her contender is about to rise.
I am mesmerized!
Copyright © Malabika Ray Choudhury | Year Posted 2020
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