FOR A MOONLIGHT DINNER

                     

Moon, for centuries the cynosure of many an Indian bedtime fable,
Babies too, like phases of the moon’s bimonthly beguiled stage,
Incessant cry a minute,laughter in the next,reasons so unstable,
To everyone’s delight,moon is the darling of many a space voyage.

Fifty years had gone by,when the human feet grazed its surface,
Paving the way to explore the myths about the earth’s satellite,
Thus began the race, nations queuing up their research space,
Our nation,not far behind,started its venture,with all its delight.

Fourth nation to achieve the feat, now we’re a dozen years hence,
Stage one, set eyes on south pole, polar study and its chemistry,
The venture and the discovery of water,a triumph to be in precise,
Giving hopes for future missions,yet failed after one year history.

Phase Two,was in real earnest,took wings and launched recently,
Targeting the side of lunar surface and to study the lunar day,
We pray and hope the almighty, the mission to end successfully,
For its success will skyrocket Indian space research in a big way.