the lightness of being…

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The wind is heavy with the luscious goodness of unfallen rain…leaves behave like they have no nest…the sun a truant boy bouncing off curtains long…the smell of spiced tea with cinnamon strong…me ensconced in a layer of lyrics hauled up from various cupboards of the mind…serenading the innocence of yesterdays.

you could be happy…

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28 thoughts on “the lightness of being…

  1. Sometimes…I don’t want to press the ‘like’ star even though I liked it so much just because I fear getting lost in the crowd. Am I wrong to feel so? Keeping aside my feeling, your words are more of a painting that want to be sen even when it has been seen enough.

    • I agree with you ❤ I sometimes like to read …and just think about what someone is feeling …❤ And you just made me feel happy on a rainy Saturday morning❤ hugs and love always

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