Drifting in ether like a cloud,
Looking for a home on the mountain slope
And riding on the cosmic wave
Like a river in spate
All craving for the sea.
Like the universe itself, expanding
Ever towards an oblivion.
No wonder, the moon revolves
Around the earth, there being nothing closer
That has an even greater pull.
How some floating cloud veils the sun
Though living in the realm
Far below than the glowing star!
That’s how we look at things down here,
Impartial and just, for the best of us.
How nice it would have been
If we could reverse things.
When the earth from moon appears green and blue
How does it feel to know
That my moon is larger than me?