04:00 Hours IST. 26.06.2021.
“Just the moon” you say, “no aesthetics even. Just showing off the zoom on your camera.”
Ah, but it was at four in the morning…
When skies were silent and still
The dawn was just a brooding sigh
And no photograph will ever show
The sweet smell of the flowers,
The freshness of the air…
To you it’s just the moon, naked and raw
To me it’s a ghostly galleon, sailing the sky
What adventures she has charted,
What stories she could tell!