It rained for nearly a week. But today, the 16th of April, the sky is remarkably clear. In a clear patch of sky among a translucent thin layer of wispy clouds, I see the full moon of bountiful April, the Pink moon smiling her radiant smile. Her light is brilliant and silvery. But not pink as I imagined she would be. But on this cool, damp night she is a beautiful, soothing, and calming sight to the computer fatigued eyes.
Pink moon is the name given to the full moon rising in April. “Despite its moniker, the Pink Moon isn’t actually pink. The name “Pink Moon” comes from the bloom of ground phlox, a pink flower common in North America, according to The Old Farmer’s Almanac.” Says Space.com.
We have so many pink lilies blooming at this time of the year. Easter lilies, rain lilies, and pincushion lilies so we too have the right reasons to call her Pink moon even though ground phlox is not found here.
I watch the pink moon gleaming silently in the sky beyond the palm tree. Though she is brilliant white with a bearly visible hue of gold, still I whispered, “Pink Moon” as if she could hear me. I truly expected to see a moon with a pink tint as she was named so popularly. But here she is with a completely different color, quite contrasting.
Did I feel disappointed? Did I say that she should have been pink as promised? No. I instead I said, “Dear moon, you look lovelier today!!”
Until we meet under the Flower Moon.