The Moon Reaches Out

The moon reaches out
Caressing your face
Her soothing touch

The wind blows on you
Ruffling sliken strands
His boyish charm

The forests speak to you
A tongue intuitive,unlearnt
Of eternal truths

The birds sing for you
Flowers yearn for your touch
The grass waits to feel you

Rivulets to wash your pain
To make you whole again

Feel the ancient bond
Connecting you and her

In the womb of Nature
Rest awhile,rejuvenate
Find yourself.


P.S: Im not very happy with this one. Something which I cant lay my finger upon makes this incomplete.