What was the most amazing thing that you ever saw? It may not have been a fancy or elaborated thing, trip, experience … It may have been something very subtle, but that left an amazing impression in your memory, and you remember it with much delight, and even awe.
For me, this was just a simple event – the first time I saw the moon through a telescope. I must have been about five years old, six the most. I was visiting the neighbors kids next door and their father, a pastor, had a home telescope set on their balcony. He was watching the moon craters. He told me to come over and see and I did. The magical image that I saw has stayed with me all my life, and it is as clear today, as that exciting moment. I must have always had a fascination with the moon. According to my mom, when I was a toddler I used to point at it and call it LULU. Today, I love to look at the moon, which I can see through the big window when I am in bed. I love when I wake up on some nights, and the moon is just right there, positioned just so perfectly that the light hits me in the face – I love the moonlight, it is so refreshing. And so, talking about it I have been inspired.
Here is a poem for the silver lady.
Of silver and pearls
every night dressed
dashing with your light
caressing my face.
My very best friend
lullaby of light,
so gentle and pure
constant thru my time.
On new moon, I miss you
Full moon is here
playing with my mood.
If the day would come
when I don’t see you,
It could only mean
that now I’m with you.
What was the most amazing thing you ever saw? Think about it and be inspired.
2 thoughts on “The Most Amazing Thing that You Ever Saw”
Nice poem and thoughts. I hate poems that you scratch your head and then pretend you know what is being talked about.
Groucho Marx said the only poem that ever made sense to him is the one that starts, “Thirty days hath September.”
I prefer the same; sometimes I enjoy one of those hard to figure out poems. I think of it as a mental exercise. I think that those poems can be interpreted in many ways, as many as the number of readers. Maybe that’s their purpose.
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