Starlight, Star bright ! Sprinkles of diamond dust across the vast petal of Iris sky. I wish upon a star, i want to embrace a moonbeam. I want to revel in all those nursery rhymes and the stories where they said that the moon was made of cheese. I wonder what that magic was all about while we never questioned or doubted. I want to be that wonder-eyed child again and be amazed at everything. As i chin up and name all the stars after all my dear lost ones , I believe in that magic all over again--that the tiny sparkles in the heavens above are chinks from which pour down their love. The love, which melts down like warm nourishing butter or a like cool respite of mist on my scorching soul. As I go sky gazing every night, I listen to the songs of the stars. They they tell me a thousand tales. I believe in magic and that Celestine magic comes to me. I go star gazing and they shine down on me. ©️ Sangeetha Kamath Pic Courtesy:Pixabay
Sanguine Allegory is a cache of fables, fairy tales, and fantasy. With a weave of words on a dreamy tapestry, there are nostalgic memoirs, stories of lands faraway and also poetry.