skyward
I smile away
the familiar pain of love
transient like moonshine
and walk back into my dreams
love’s crest illumined on high seas
lends light
to floating, dancing stars
the melodious rhythm
of moon-washed waves
matches Ganesha’s cosmic dance
I steal a look at the rising winds
in carefree abandon
and say a silent prayer--
“build me a ladder O winds of time
so that rung by rung
I can one day
reach and touch the skies.”
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