A Starry Tuesday Night

The lush grass feels great under my feet
as in the park, I take my seat

Its a starry Tuesday night
& my pending work could give me a fright.
But sitting here just feels so right.
The cosmos above is such a wonderful sight.
Glimmering like distant little lights
are stars where no one cares religions here fight.
They don't care if the believers are right.
Nor do they wonder why PM Modi's schedule is tight.

If only I could get a message there, an excited "hey!"
I'm sure we'd all love to hear what they say.

The beings that could possibly be looking back
as I look up from this park near the train track.