in the evening, reminiscing the joys of the day
kindly being accepted as acceptable
let your life lightly dance on the edges of time like dew on the tip of a leaf (Rabindranath Tagore)
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lightly pondering on the mesmerising abundance of highly refined sagaciousness
market day fresh-fruit-frenzy
morning coffee whilst being enchanted by the concert of birds and leaves
mother earth in anticipation of cyclone lusi
opening the windows of the stars
perfection within the imperfection grants the reverie to soar
PSITHURISM - the sound of wind in the trees and rustling of leaves
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
that moment looking in the mirror
the amazing case of THREES
the borders that ended a million years ago
the further one travels the less one knows
the naught has crossed its barriers
the punctilious' dream
there is no enemy anymore - just get over it
vigilantly gazing at the soaring stars
waking up to the rainbow in the city
when all is said and done
when I grow up I want to be a tree
where the mountains dance
wherever the dreams will lead
winter bareness invigorating emerging spring
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