Salt in the air,
Huffed a breath
Sweat trickling down,
Chattering faces,
Familiar tone,
Language, a symphony,
Rustling trees, unpretentious lives,
Motor bikes, and speeding men,
He rides the vehicle and she clutches onto his shirt
for dear life,
An unspoken sign of love.
She feels it all, and I smile.

I can see the froth of the sea
Rushing to hug my feet like it would make it survive,
Moon smiles, stars glitter
And the universe is just too pretty here,
That this heart doesn't want to let go.
Let go of these stars that trickle down
Like pearls from the black canvas
Or the trees that sway to the tune of the breeze,
Or the people who just want to make it to another day
It is just too hard to let go of any of these.
I could write poetry about stars until one could fall for me,
But would I want to eulogize something so much
Before its death?

A striking lesson learnt as of recent times,
Why does it take death for us to speak a eulogy for someone,
And why does it take a good life of someone to ruin them
Villianize their soul,
Destroy their happy seconds,
Reeling through and out in these painful seconds of life?
So is it still too bad if I sing praises for the stars
Before they shy away,
Is it still too bad if I admire the moon and stand stunned
While I'm still alive?

Why need a picture of something to remember when you love it
Is it not all imprinted in the heart and mind?
Why would I travel to capture everything
If my eyes haven't captured anything?
Photographs aren't curses
I'd love them,
But only if we didn't forget to live in the moment.
We live to create memories you say,
But are you creating or are you merely equipping yourself
To show?

This universe is our teacher,
Had our Lord not Said to look around,
Above and below?
Signs everywhere, lessons everywhere,
But human souls, sometimes a cheap entity,
Forgets it all.
The universe teaches us to embrace others,
Like the heavens don't question the stars' presence,
The universe teaches us to look at the bigger picture,
Like the moon knows it is a part of the Galaxy,
And it is not all and everything there is,
There is more to the Galaxy,
Which is why sometimes the heavens decide to showcase Mars like a proud man's prize,
Sometimes not even the moon appears to warm this soul.
But have you looked at the stars to know all these?
Have you lied on your back to stare at the heavens
And know that this is it,
This universe isn't smithereens of a mistake,
Rather a creation with purpose?
Have you ever looked at it all and inhaled the scent of this Earth,
And realized life isn't really bad,
In fact very beautiful?

If you haven't, then how can you say that you have lived here?
For you just lost the finest friend you could ever find here,
Silence and the embedded blanket that is sprawled above you
Naked and unashamed.

Light is there,
You only have to look.

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