No pun intended. No typo. I really mean aiming my eyes at the moon...s. I didn't aim the camera at the moons, of course. The auto-focusing would have easily failed.
I have been arranging posts for this week, featuring reviews of the GX200 and the GRD II. But over the weekend I still took lots of pictures with the camera when I was not on the computer. I took pictures until quite late into the day. So when I was on my way home, the crystal clear sky with the cold breeze and an almost empty street was so refreshing that I simply stood on the street as long as my legs could afford me, holding up my head and aiming my eyes at the moons. There, I chased the moonlight to watch the love stories of the Moons. Let me tell them to you with my camera.
Tonight there is a stir among the palm leaves, a swell in the sea, full moon, like the heart throb of the world.
From what unknown sky hast thou carried in thy silence the delightful secret of love?
~ adapted from Tagore Rabindranath
(1) Moons in Love: The young Mr Moon has just accompanied her girlfriend, Miss Moon, home after a night of good times. Before leaving, Mr Moon turns around towards the girl and waved kisses to say goodnight.
(2) Moon Walking: Now the young Mr Moon is going back home. He is light-spirited, visualising the sweet smiles of Miss Moon, and whistles to himself. He walks past and lightens up the hills which greet him in chorus, wishing him a good love relationship.
(3) Moons' Romance: Our young Mr Moon is almost home. It is no wonder that he is going to have a good relationship with his love. He has two good examples: his parents, Father and Mother Moon. When Mr Moon is at the doorstep, he overhears the poem read by the old man to the old lady. The poem is, No Love Like Yours that Conquers More, written by Nevin Young:
I love watching you do the household errands Cos your swift movements always stage a graceful dance
I love waiting for your next laugther Cos it's a treat to a feast with the best starter
Sometimes I grow weary But your smiles ascent me to His heavenly beauty
Sometimes I lose heart But your prayers fill me with hot faith tarts
So when I wake up at dawn Sniffing your sweet aura I wonder why life can't be made as long As an everlasting song
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