The Moon

As the mighty sun sets and the copper sky turns dark 
the lovely moon rises, 
along with thousands of twinkling stars
amidst the chirping of birds returning to their homes. 

In the darkness, she brightens up
with the light she’s borrowed from the sun,
giving hope that the sun will again rise and 
with it, this darkness will vanish.  

She seems to admire the sun
for his ability to light up on his own. 
Circling around the earth is just an excuse to gaze upon him.  
But the sun has been ignorant of her for long. 

There are thousands of stars to keep her company. 
Still, she feels lonely
waiting for him to come along and
fill all the voids she has.

She may not be perfect
but beautiful she is, in her own right 
for she does not shy away from her flaws. 
Those flaws make her ‘her’.  

She waxes and wanes like ups and downs, I go through in my career,
Telling not to get fixated on the worldly ways
For one rises only to fall
And the fall is to be soon followed by a rise.  

She looks calm and assured. 
But do not mistake her calmness for lack of strength
as she tames the entire ocean, creating mountains of tides 
to destroy everything which comes in her way  and challenges her strength.