An encounter with eternity
In the grains of sand that slip through my fingers...
In the gush of winds that gently caress my skin...
In the dance of waves that tease my toes...
I met Eternity.
In the scent of earth , that beckoned me to welcome the monsoon...
In the whispers of crickets, that narrated to me night's dark tales ...
In the chirps of the birds , that gently woke me to the shy sun at dawn...
I met Eternity.
3 comments:
U never cease to amaze me da. I will always be a huge fan. Keep it going.
I don't know how good she is as a writer. She is an excellent admirer of literature. Admiring literature is an art. An she is a veteran artist that way.
All the best.
Anon.
hi there..anusha here- praveen's friend from Mpls. Cool blog!
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