THE MOON KNOWS IT ALL

A glass of wine under the moon shine and a reflection of love on the purest crystal held on my hand..

.. a trance ridden mind hallucinating about you ......

The soft music of the murmurs enchanting around me and the language of the unknown mystifying its very own existence and i don't know why this music reminds me of her......

yet i am so far...... detached from her sitting here in the middle of the desert listening to the banjaras and looking up to the moon......

when i think what has made me come so far .......

i retrospect ..... what was it ?

i don't find any answer ...

but i know the moon knows it all......

i look upon it .... amazed .... o standing moon out there the gorgeous of all gorgeous heavenly creature you know it all ......

you have been a standing testimony for all the lover's for centuries

for all travellers like me away from home ...departed from their loved one your face has brought them solace .....

and in your glowing face i find her....

.in your shine i feel the gentle touch of her skin

she is there when i look upon you

when I believe she is there sitting at the window looking upon you at the same time ....it's that feeling that brings me a comfortable joy

but still here I am sitting in the middle of the desert not knowing when i will see her again

or perhaps in this life time ever again?

would this distance in between her and me will ever be surpassed?

for i am too timid to ask this question over and over again

for i know that every truth i seek does not hold the key to my happiness

but i do know that the moon knows it all .........