Beyond scalding heat,
Drifting in the lush blueness,
A luscious cool moon;
Lying on the sandy beach,
Soft ripples caress my toes.
Anita Bacha
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Cool Moon – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha
Tag: Moon
Be yourself
The moon shines because it does not escape the night;
The rose 🌹 is scented because it has embraced the thorn.
Illustration/Photo/Anita Bacha/Great Wall Mutianyu/China
Anita Bacha 