Uneven Merger

Like a spy
Holding an uncanny lantern
Somewhere in the unseen baggages of the starry caravan,
The Moon appeared in the east sky like a stranger passing a strange landin the late mid night,
And peeped into my room through the window.
Looking little awkward,
Asking for help or to wait for illuminate in a way to look golden,
Yet to catch the dazzling wild, sacredness, He smiles and implores, Don't sleep.
I have just come, how can you ...

Ascending the unbelievable uneven staircase,
I reach the moon alone
And fell asleep immediately.
The giant, beautiful head beneath the moon started talking to me, to the soul inside that never needs sleep, sat quitely taking the valuable teaching of the night class of the AdiGuru, who takes on the role of father in the daytime.

This time I was alone.
Day before,
I had shown the same secretly waning moon to someone else
The moon was carrying still lot of valid secret information and was avoiding general mainstream,
Looking alluring, being caught, it had sung many lores to the heart that understands it and must have wanted an exit by the dawn.

This night, the other one was there,  appeared to be there but was not there, as i call a voice from a distance spoke something inaudible, fallen into deep poisonous caverns of giant monsters  and thinking it as an adventute, the other one was too proud to confirm that i am trapped.

The moon noted down hurriedly everything and put it in a velvety bag of carnation, added some perfume and flowers into it. Then thinking something it unpacked everything again to become confused not able to classify which one is flower & which one perfume.

The contemplative Unseen Lord Chandrasekhar felt a stirring and opening the third eye looked at the moon and enquired- what's wrong?
Why you ask? And who are you? Bewildered moon queried back.
You are in my head, came the subtle, answer.
But i float the entire sky, the moon looked puzzled this time.
Yes, in my head, the Lord replied again, now what's  the confusion?
Which one flower and which one is the perfume, i failed to classify.
God answered quietly- it's an uneven merger, you witnessed that which is going on since ages trying to solve itself ...
Don't interfere.
Let it be.