Come With Me To the Seashore
Yours is the night with all its stars.
Galaxy to float and destiny to write
Sleep is just a bridge between despair and hope.
Morning is mine with a divergence.
Wake up with the first glow of the dawn.
Mornings, the best time to commune with the ocean
to witness the most electrifying sunrise,
Streaked with colors and wrapped in timeless serenity,
The beach is in a complete silence.
You will feel everything has ceased to exist around.
Every moment is an irreplaceable miracle here,
Exquisite and unforgettable,
Let us enjoy this silence together.
Copyright © M Asim Nehal | Year Posted 2016
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