Aum Sai Ram.
A Monkey was attracted to the Moon,
It longed for it like a lover in a swoon.
Every night it hung itself in a branch,
And caressed the reflection of the Moon.
Treating it as if it was it's very own,
Time passed like this every night.
Till a night there was no moon in sight,
The Monkey longed for it's shiny beau.
And hung around the tree for a long time or so,
But no matter what it did, the elusive Moon,
Did not show it's face, to the one-sided lover.
The poor Monkey was heart broken by this gesture,
And remained hung on it's lover, till it's last breath got over...
~ We too sometimes behave like the Monkey; falling in love with the reflection and doing everything to possess it as our own. When we fail to, despite our best efforts, we turn heartbroken for the rest of our lives, or even more.
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