Sailing or Sinking!?

As I was playing with water
I took a handful of it
And saw an image of moon.
I happily concluded I possess it,
And started rejoicing
Jumping, dancing, singing, trying to reach the sky…,
Amidst my pride, I did not notice
That I’m loosing it in drops,
As the water in my hand dripped slowly…
After a while,
When I did not have a single drop of it in my hand
Tears just rolled down my cheeks…,
I looked above dejected,
And could not make out whether,
The moon was sinking or sailing in the sky!?