I look in thee..

Far up there in the sky,

Which the farthest could see the eye.

Unscreened by the clouds, standing there compelling,

The moon – big, round and scintillating,

The world in idiocy, brags this scenic beauty –

O’ Goddess Nature, and prays its deity.

Pity on them! For in thy eyes summoned;

Lies that beauty which naturally dawned,

A feather, deep b’neath me I bet.

For a glance at the moon they await night in fret;

While I blessed to enjoy thus at length,

Through thee, though time is in dearth.

You and me , still being devious,

But, our love’s beginning has become previous!!