A Walk In The Moonlight

A Walk In The Moonlight

Essay Writing about A Walk in The Moonlight By Alifye

     It is natural that man should love beauty for beauty brings lasting happiness. If there were no beauty on this earth, it would have been a dull place. If there were no joy in human life, it would have been an unbearable burden.

     All of us wish to live a peaceful and satisfy life. Money and worldly success are very sweet things. But real happiness comes from simple ordinary things that do not cost a penny a bright red rose a sweet melody the glory of sunrise and the quiet magic of moonlight. These are sources of enduring joy.

     The moon is an enchantress. She fascinates the waters of the sea, and she captivates human beings. The soft and cool moonlight has strange power over the human mind and heart. It inspires the imagination. It awakens the poet that lies asleep in the soul of every man. It lends beauty and charm to things which appear ordinary under the strong light of the blazing sun.

     As the moon rises in the sky, a powerful desire takes hold of you. As the moonlight falls on you, something stirs in your soul. Like a man under a spell, you rise and walk out of the house. The moon calls you and you cannot refuse, cannot resist. And before you are aware of it, you have reached the riverside.

     The din and noise of the city has been left behind. You have forgotten your cares, yours worries. Everything has gone into background. Everything has lost its reality. Only the moon is real. Only the magic of its rays is real. Only the rippling water of the river is real. The river now is not a stretch of colourless water. It is a river of bright liquid silver flowing softly, gently towards the horizon to meet the moon.

     A breath of air brings you the heady scent of red roses. You walk on and presently you reach the rose bushes growing wildly by the river side. The flowers are before your eyes, and an abiding joy is in your heart for the roses never looked so beautiful. Even that thorny cactus by the river has become a thing of beauty and grace. You stand there and your eyes linger on the landscape bathed in the beauty of the moonlight.

     Somewhere a bird flaps his wings. A sound of music comes to your ears. Someone is playing on his flute. Old memories awakes in your mind. Past joys and sorrows mingle with the present happiness.