I have found moon to be a strange fellow. Happy and smiling most of the time with a glow on his face. But he gets angry suddenly and decides to disappear. Then he comes back again with a sheepish smile, perhaps regretting his anger. Some days he seems pensive and withdrawn. Some days he hides as if he were a naughty child who had just pulled a prank. But he is most vulnerable and wavering when he visits the sea. Maybe its vastitude overwhelms him. Or may be he shies away from the waves trying to reach him, touch him.
“ What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -- Jack Kerouac (American Poet and Novelist) From what I have seen and admired in humans, they are eternal optimists. Goodbyes seem to break us, but we straighten up and walk, holding our head high, blinking away our tears. And as regards the specks of people dispersing, when something moves away, something else comes near. Guess that's how laws of nature move. If a time comes when nothing else comes near, it's when we will become really alone; alone to live and love life without any reason, taking the next step forward.
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