My Dear Moon…

I ask the green grass and they point their fingers towards the sun…

I look at the Sun and ask for your address…

With a purple light and a turning road, that goes deep, into the forest…

As the rays come down to touch my face,
I close my eyes and a gateway opens…

I touch the flowers in my way and as I walk a few yards more, you appear far away…

Behind the blue sky, like a radiant pearl…

‘I am you and you are me,
And yet your home is so far’…


© Ojous Bhavsar@SpeakingSilence.

Image ©Ojous Bhavsar.

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