Wanting An Answer!

When the wind blew from north,
My mind came to a halt
My ears listening to the soft whisper of the wind,
And my skin, feeling the soft touch.
The full moon glancing at me,
Seeming, as a cute smile on its face.
My mind wanting to ask questions to the moon,
"IS my life bane or a boon?"
There came the reply "its as you make use of it with present or past"
I got that its as much as the time lasts..
So live ur life up to the brim,
But never, ever go beyond the rim!