The mad man

There he was, standing in the corner,
gazing up the sky, his pastime
to find her in the Heavens above.
Did he find her ?
Yes, somewhere in the folds of dark, velvety sky,
he saw her face ,shining like the luminous full moon.
He called out in silent whispers,
reached out a shaky hand
trying,striving to touch the figure
that he created in the sky.
The mob around,
laughing, mocking at
the usual lunatic
moods of
the mad man.