Who am I?

The sun has set on me several times

In every life that I woke up

Many fingers pointed to the moon but

I was enamored by the fingers and

Gazed from one to the other

I traced the finger back only to see

Who was pointing and how

It never occurred to me to follow the finger

In the direction to which it pointed

For there was the Moon

That was Self-effulgent

Before the sun sets on me again and

I get blindsided by the breathtaking moment

I pray I can see the Moon for my Self!


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