Swoon with the moon

The lit pink sky,

Trees and their dappled shadowed lines,

A welcoming song,

A dance started by breeze,

I have to dance or I might freeze,

The moon is coming,

A swoon is coming,

The earth is putting on its dancing shoes,

I watched from the sidelines,

My heart picks up the tunes

I tap my feet,

It’s hard to resist,

Join in,

Join in….

– Rupika Moitra