THE DROP-OFF BOX

The night and the moon....
A conversation between the the night sky and the secret admirer...

My eyes yearned to have a glimpse of her,
they fondly searched the dark, pensive night sky
He stood there,still ,
in the company of a few flickering stars and the charming Venus
secluded and lonely
He told me how he missed his beloved, the moon

I stood in silence listening to his heart
then with a childlike playfulness I asked -
"What makes you look so dark and beyond reach?"
He smiled eloquently and said -

" It is I who drinks every tear you cry,
while you embrace my love
She comforts you with words, most caressing
and I take away all the pain of the world.
I depend on the secrets ,failure, wounds and untold guilt
of my meditator
for my actuality
The dreams of one, like you, make me
I depend on the moon's beauty to outshadow
my sorrows and scars
And now when I stand here, all alone , without her
Every creature recalls his fears and tribulations,
ponders over the past ,present and future
thus joins me in my emptiness"