The Full Moon
The Sun-Moon.
Gallant in its watch,
Brightly shines
Over Shadow’s edge.
Obscuring the nearest stars
In its brightness time.
Illuminates exposed surfaces,
Illuminates an inner being.
Traveling slowly across night’s sky
Giving wisdom along its way,
Hearing the nightbird’s song,
Hearing the hum of cricket’s cry.
Awakens memories
Of nights long past;
Same sphere,
Same shine,
Same uplifted passion.
Yet,
Different time,
Different space,
Different passion direction.
A single night
Transforms Being into beauty,
Beauty into yearning,
Yearning into fulfillment,
Assuaging the timeless need.
Only to be awakened again
Under another balm-orbed eve
By another
Sun-moon
And another
Memory.