I sit by my window, gazing the sky
That host twinkling stars and the moon up high
They stay all night glimmering and dancing,
As if in a party of grandeur and glamour;
Happiness seems to be the keynote
Of the music played on the dancing floor.
What is the occasion? I wonder now,
And like to think, to cheer me up.
Joy now strains into my being
And fills within me and Energy unknown.
The chilling wind that feathered my face
Seemed to be a loving touch
By hands of those, from heaven above.
I feel myself being invited by them
To share their joys and party all night.
My spirits were lifted so much by then,
That I yearned to be there, among those friends.
Oh! what do I see now, I see myself,
Down there by my window, gazing the sky.
But how can it be when I am here,
Among my friends - the stars and the moon.
"Stars are souls of people who lived,
But cease to live among people today" -
I remember my granny iterating to me;
Who herself became one, later some day.
I see her image approaching me,
To welcome me to the world of bliss.
I am a star I now realize
And forever henceforth shall remain
A piece of envy to all down there..