Wednesday, 30 December 2015

DAWN

Gentle breeze weaving the grass.
Green, the very colour I seek.
Rays penetrating the ozone.
Kissing my face,
Mint air filled within,
Purifying my soul.
Every agony starting to vanish.
Such a warm feeling.
Mountains smiling at me,
Birds dancing!!
Warm pleasure filled with joy.

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