Rainy Day Thoughts, 1
~ Rashi ~
The pleasant breeze. The smell of candles wafting through
the corridor. The purple sky. Colors in your wardrobe. The
melted golden of a car… a feeling, a thought. The backyard
garden that blooms. The innocence in those bright eyes.
The calm after the storm. The calm even during it. The
drifting of thoughts from here to somewhere with no return
ticket. Bliss.
Copyright © Manya Saxena | Year Posted 2021
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