Shooting stars

The serene black beauty of the night

Penetrated deep down the heart creating

a vacuum.

Took me on an inner voyage,

I found myself standing on the edge of an ocean watching shooting stars.

The quiescent beauty created emptiness,

As if something is breaking down inside me.

Tears roll down my cheeks,

I wondered does God also cry,

Watching human suffering and misery.

There was brightness outside and darkness inside

But wait a minute!

 Hope arrives the moment

I made a wish to the falling stars

With a belief that my wish will be granted as

Stars too know the pain of falling down.

© Dr Rashmi Jain

*Picture is taken from Google