Under the stars... gazing at the moonlight,
life looks easy, just and might;
as the sea waves touch my feet,
the worries wash out and flow away, far away with the fleet;
let the breeze be the essence,
and letting me walk over the set imaginary fence;
silver colored sand spread around,
gleaming beauties of fire-flies were to be found;
in that moment, just in that moment,
holding the past and spending the present;
this brief life of mine,
working too hard to out-do and shine;
have been thriving and trying to figure out,
little did I know about the actual whereabouts;
yet someday all of it shall be worth it;
to be there and not to be there, at the same time, seems fine;
Under the stars... gazing at the moonlight,
life looks easy, just and might;
while I wait for the sun to rise, shine & bright;
should you be around,
yet again to let my heart skip a beat.
