A spontaneous poetic rendering by Prem Geet.
Last night on my walk
I studied the moon thinking
of Guru Purnima
my favorite day.
Really jazzed about it this year… can’t wait!
When I turned a corner and looked ahead,
it seemed the moon had come
down from the sky and was
touching the earth for a visit.
How thrilling! Sad to report it was
merely a fallen streetlamp
but such joy!
Ahhhhhhhhhh at last.
Poem by Prem Geet