Once i was just walking and while listening to music, and suddenly i stopped at a place because i saw the moon. At that time the thoughts of my mind took a pause. I saw the moon, took a deep breathe and then again the mind started chattering about the beauty of the moon. I know it's kind of cliché subject to talk about but it is also true that poets can never get enough of the beauty of moon. Full moon with only 4-5 stars around it and I couldn't took my eyes off from it. Not only because it is so beautiful but also it gave me the feeling of calmness. I stopped because I wanted to be witnessed of that moment. Don't know why but a part of my soul begged me to capture those few minutes in my heart.