It was a calm night; the sky was clear

The full moon was coming out in the still sky

Clouds soon appeared, floating

To splay colours on the dreamy sky

Garden was full of flowers, birds were flying in a shifting horizon

Moon looked like a portrait, on a canvas, with changing interpretations

Moon, so light and fragile, looked like a speck suspended in the boundless sky

To illuminate the spirit of the sky

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

A cosmic hall, touched by warmth, was filled with light

In the dead of winter, a sparrow comes inside

It darts joyfully, like a glint of light

It disappears, as it appeared, beyond the familiar

No one knows where.