Once upon a time, a small pond was surrounded by mesmerizing yellow flowers. It reminded me of how much I adore the things I love.
The realization of this moment filled my heart with the sound of chirping birds!
The cuckoo sang with its brightest tone from the rooftop branch.
My eyes brimmed with tears as I enjoyed the sight of a mother swan cuddling its tiny tot beside the pond. A yellow duckling saw the affection of the mother swan and ran towards them, but by then, it was too late.
As buzzing bees, chirping birds, and insects grew louder, I watched the sky transform into a beautiful array of colors as it moved forward.
I saw some rocks scattered around the trees and pond near me. They stood alone in their presence. They were the only company I had at the moment. There was no one else around but me.
Today, I can sing. I can hear birds singing and see a beautiful swan cuddling its baby!
But today, I am alone, sitting near this pond, looking at myself in the reflection of my image falling in the pond.
I hold on to my preferences to understand myself. How can I learn without being attached to anything?
Every day as I walk by the same pond, I notice the trees and flowers becoming more beautiful, with new fruits hanging from their branches. I also see birds enjoying the fruits.
I am still learning the dedicated approach from a committed nature.
The beautiful flowers and trees often remind me that my inside weather is not always okay, but I am learning to deal with the atmosphere I encounter wherever I go!
The wet tears are not always sunny. I hope to find answers to my internal monologues someday.
©shivpoetesspriya