“Who’s your best friend?”
asked the moon.
This,
has limited
my choices.

But now is the time,
to let the answer
interrogate itself.
“Do you ever ask the sky;
which of your stars shine
the brightest?”
Can it ever decide
which one’s the best?

Perhaps it is evident;
it neither discriminates,
nor it loses the count. Ever.


© Abeera Rauf Mukati
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