Of the Moon (and Other Things Which Don’t Know They are Beautiful)

"And as I lay on the bed, restless, empty,

the moon poured her shimmering beauty,

with the largesse of the caring.

                        I knew it was fragile,

                        I knew it was ephemeral,

                        I knew it was ethereal,

                        I knew it wasn't mine to claim,

but I lay full

       fulfilled."

 

One of the things which people often tend to minimize, or just don't realize, is the value of presence. An ageing father might not want a long conversation with his son - he might just want to see him, touch him, smile at him, and then leave.

 

The aura which we bring into a room already speaks of the essence of what we are and what we mean to others.

 

As we search for our meaning in this world, we cannot ever forget that we are also a part of what it means to be alive, to others. However little our desire to be present, grace, generosity and life, all demand that we intertwine our lives with those for whom we matter.

 

Because giving of ourselves is the most unselfish gift we can possibly think of.

 

If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems celebrating the joy of giving:

• Kintsugi
• Chemo: As I Battle Myself

Find other magical things, like a lovely free chapbook of poems, and other resources here.

 

I am Sunil Bhandari.

 

I am a poet based out of India. My book of poetry 'Of Love and Other Abandonments' was an Amazon bestseller. My second book is 'Of journeys & Other Ways to Get Lost'. Both are available on Amazon.

Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup.

Get in touch with me on uncutpoetrynow@gmail.com

 

The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -

A Sad Toy Story by Sascha Ende®
Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/563-a-sad-toy-story
License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license