meditative - I
05/12/2021
ridding the crest of the sound waves,
I taste the colors of the blooms, and
see the symphony of the green blades of grass
that permeates the silence of the meadows
and know that I have touched
the heavens of my imagination
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Author:
SureshG (
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Comments5
Nice words 🙂
Nirvana .............. sounds good to me
Neville
Living amongst Nature's Glory is so wonderful Suresh.
Andy
Good write Suresh.
a wonderful depiction, to that meditative state - access, Nature can provide for us
thanks for sharing
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