A person kissed by the moon

Last Monday, I met a young man from Nepal. we had a short conversation and exchanged email addresses. He is a poet and sent me this wonderful poem and gave me permission to publish it.

A person kissed by the moon
by Viplob Pratik

This rhododendron
this rose this marigold
these orchids and amaranths
Have you ever looked at flowers?

And the stream with its babbling waters
The acacia tree
at the saddle of that mountain
The himals and above them
clouds that drift, gather, tear apart—
Have you looked at them?
Have you seen the rainbow?
Have you seen birds dipping and soaring?
Have you seen the sunrise and also the sunset?
Then you’ve likely also seen fog
A person who has seen the sun
you must have touched rays of light—
but did you finger the soil?
Did you embrace the earth?
Did the moon really kiss you?
If so, then tell me the stories of
Neptune, the sun, Saturn, Mars, Venus and Uranus
Did a flower really sprout from your lap?
Was the rainbow entwined in your arms?
And how did it feel to kiss the moon?

It is a marvel
By some grace I have met you
a person kissed by the moon.

sincerely

Viplob