Moon Magic

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As a kid, sitting at the back seat of the car and peering out of the window amused me. I remember, looking at the moon who had cute face, like that of a bunny rabbit. Often I felt that it was trying to tell me a different story every time I saw it. Sometimes it seemed to be burdened by grief, while at times it was full of mischief but most times it had a happy face. Oh, I was sure it loved me so much, that it kept following my car. So much for the innocence of a child 🙂 🙂 !!

The moon captivated so many young children with its fascinating tales. It enticed them with fairies and goblins, mythological narratives, adventure and drama. Mothers sang soothing lullaby’s to children to cajole them to slumber, under the benign glance of the moonlight. The children wondered in awe at its ability to change shape. Some questions always intrigued the kids. How did it manage to go on a strict diet and shrink and at the turn of a magic wand, suddenly start to put on weight and get back to its original shape? They loved it when it played peek a boo with the clouds. But why did it do a disappearing act once a month? These questions were always on the children’s mind, till they grew a little older and understood the phenomenon.

The mystical moon has always been a photographer’s delight. Just like a beautiful damsel, it sure does know which face to put forward for the shutterbugs. Be it the bold and the beautiful or a coy and blushing bride, it can dress up in myriad hues and avatars. It loves to flirt across the dark expansive sky, fleetingly kissing the clouds on its path.  It enchants a poet’s pen and an artist’s brush to create a master piece depicting its eternal beauty.

The silver halo of the moonlight conjures up romance between the loving hearts. From its celestial abode it casts a luminous shadow to pique the lover’s passion. Inspired by its pearlescent demeanour, romantic verses flow from the beloved’s heart. The beau likens the beauty of his sweetheart’s face to the ageless and radiant beauty of the moon. The misty and mellow moonlight, is a witness to the embrace and sublime union of the souls in love.

 

It arrives into the heavenly canvas

spreading its soft silver rays

to light up the dark alleys, guiding lost souls

gently cradling them to a world of dreams.

Many a tale it narrates on its journey

of love, beauty and betrayal.

Its mystic charm has many fans

who dedicate numerous odes in its praise.

The moon and its magic are always special!

 

 

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49 thoughts on “Moon Magic”

  1. Moon magic
    Lures me too
    Mother sang lullabies at night
    I used to sleep
    Looking at the moon
    Mother told he is her brother
    Wondered in my childhood
    Why the moon changes its shape?
    Sometimes full
    Sometimes absent
    Later on high school days
    Learnt that it’s due to waxing and wanning
    I love it’s crescent shape
    Just as the Bindi
    On forehead of
    Mahrastrian women
    Love it’s full shape too
    Mother says you are my moon
    My dear
    Still it appears in my dreams
    Laughing at me
    And singing songs of fairies and love

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  2. I still love watching moon for hours,i don’t know why ,i love to gaze at moon and stars at night…Its a special kind of hapiness which you framed beautifully Radhika😊

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  3. This post is magical in more ways than one. You not only transported me back to childhood but also gifted me insight into the many moments I’ve spent gazing and gauging the beauty and magnanimity of this gorgeous heavenly body.
    Loved this post ❤️

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  4. The Moon is always associated with Romance….Unlike the Sun…who is more so with energy…

    And as with Romance, it is also linked with Mood…Emotions… Creativity…

    And Creativity is oozing through the blog post…Was it by any chance written under a moon lit night?

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  5. This is so lovely, Radhika! When I was a child I used to think the moon protected me, and I had reoccurring dreams about the moon following me and changing colors. I loved those dreams and wish I would have them now. 🤩A perfect piece to bring back for the prompt.

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