To accompany me was of-course the Moon - "the queen of night and splendour of starry heavens" - walking beside me along with the darkness of the night. The scenic beauty reminded me of a few lines of Walter De La Mare's 'Silver'. The moon seemed unusually big and close to me. The cool bracing beams of the moon kissed my cheek and I stretched my hands out to get the sensation of it's touch, but I suddenly realised it was too far away from me...The glittering stars as if hanging from the sky, the presence of the moon made it appear , "the mother of all stars". The entire nature was garbed in the shining silvery robes of the moonlight. The atmosphere around was surcharged with a soothing calmness and quietness. I felt this strong desire to collect all the uncountable stars and treasure them in my musical box...but would it be fair to part them from their mother?
The moon had cast down its beautiful image on the rippling waters of the sea.
The waves with its white crest formed in the mid of the sea broke near the shores, perturbing the silence of the night. The sea waters lashed against my legs moistening my feet. But as the clock kept telling its time, even the sea slowly drifted afar, away from me. Everything around me seemed to be going distant from me. I have always been a happy loner but have never felt this lonely before.
A moonlit night that is to elevate your spirits, enliven your soul and refresh your mind instead gave rise to a brooding emptiness within me. I could feel the warm blood rushing into my heart. I could listen to my own heart beat in the silence of the breezy night. Even loneliness seemed to flee away from my presence.
Away from the noise and clamour, the din and dust of the cities, the sounds of nature was going to tell me a tale I never wanted to hear...
As I watched the dancing reflection of the moon on the flickering waters, a speck of cloud went past the moon and everything around enveloped in a "precent" darkness. Nature settled down into an eternal bliss. It apparently seemed to me that the moon whispered something in my ears as a sudden gust of wind went past me. That same old sweet fragrance that I had known for years, arose in the air, a lady draped in a saree went past me. I turned to glance at her. She looked up into my eyes. Her long cascading black hair fluttered in the cool soothing breeze. Her black eyes twinkled in the starry night. Momentarily it appeared to me as if nature had decked itself with the simplicity of her beauty. She was prettier than the prettiest moon. It was her austerity that really appealed to me.
She gazed at me as her lips broke into an enchanting smile. she stretched out her delicate hands as if to bid a final good bye. In her azurine saree she emitted a light of her own..
That same hands that once rocked the cradle today rocked the world. That same eyes that once shed tears of joy when I was born, now brought tears to my eyes. That same old lips that once taught me the first letters of the alphabet now left me speechless. I closed my eyes tight...After sometime, I opened them to see the moon had reappeared illuminating the sea beach. I was there the moon was there too but where was she?
She was gone..." gone with the wind" depriving the world and me of her beauty, her grace her love her care....
The bright star just above me looking down on me, seemed to shine more brighter than the rest...maybe the Venus or perhaps....................
I walked my path not looking to see who was beside me for I knew my shadow would never leave me...I walked ahead not looking behind for I knew she right above me forever...
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