Moonbeam dance

As I walk along the deserted road

The leaves rustle, singing a song of their own

The moon shines in a charcoal sky

And the moonbeam dances a dance unknown

It touches the rustling leaves with a silvery touch

It slips and falls from branch to leaves

It giggles like a small child, a giggle so pure

And with a laughter, all reprimand it receives

The branches watch the moonbeam lovingly

Guiding it gently from here to there

As the ballet of the moonbeam goes on

The crickets hum the love song, unaware

The silvers and blacks of the night

Are the hues the moonbeam sees

The rustling leaves and moonbeam dance

A dance of togetherness, of love and of peace

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5 Comments

  1. Tata said,

    November 13, 2007 at 2:14 pm

    N I C E !! !

  2. SHAMIT said,

    November 13, 2007 at 2:23 pm

    Love and peace – so essential in a world torn apart by the strife and hatred.

  3. Bhargavi said,

    November 15, 2007 at 9:48 am

    Very beautiful and poetic! 🙂 very nice!

  4. KRSP said,

    November 15, 2007 at 7:22 pm

    “It slips and falls from branch to leaves” is a great piece of imagination 🙂
    Keep it up

  5. Ananth said,

    November 19, 2007 at 12:13 am

    Kool!!!!!!!! I like the personification and the interplay of the real and the imaginary..


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