
Moon watching
is so peaceful—
in all its forms,
waning or waxing,
sparkling in the dark sky,
or floating among the clouds.
I see it now,
growing and glowing—
the April gibbous moon,
surrounded by stars
and I feel a
gentle nostalgia.
Decades back,
In my native place,
as I took a stroll
in parent's backyard
perfumed by blossoms
of mango and citrus,
night jasmine too—
I saw the moon.
It felt like paradise,
with the serene ambiance.
Being a selenophile
is a lovely hobby—
honoring a celestial entity
that bridges
my past and present.
Meanwhile, in Japan,
they celebrate Tsukimi
the autumn festival
for the harvest moon.
I believe in this—
light-polluted sky
and hectic world,
pausing and mindful
moon watching
can bring stress relief.
About the Creator
Seema Patel
Hi, I am Seema. I have been writing on the internet for 15 years. I have contributed to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, and Amazon KDP.
I write about nature, health, parenting, creativity, gardening, and psychology.



Comments (2)
Simply a beautiful poem remembering one's past, present and even future. Good job.
Simply a beautiful poem remembering one's past, present and even future. Good job.