ON A FULL MOON NIGHT

I saw the full moon coming out in the still sky.

It was a calm night; the sky was clear.

Clouds soon came out, floating

To splay colour on the dreamy sky.

The gardens were so full of flowers.

Birds were flying in a shifting horizon.

The moon looked like a portrait,

On a canvas, with changing interpretations.

The moon was so light and fragile, like a speck

Suspended in the boundless sky,

As if to illuminate the spirit of the sky.

It moved up, above the dark, at the call of the dawn.

I saw a cosmic hall, touched by warmth, and filled with light.

I saw in the dead of winter

A sparrow coming inside.

It darts joyfully in the gleam of light.

It disappears, as it appeared, beyond the familiar

No one knows where.

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© 2017 by Dr Purnendu Ghosh