Peace & Truth
Those leaves had once blossomedon the treethat gave fruits and flowers,shade, peace and coolness… I used to squeal in delightat swaying of those leaves in the windthe same leaves detachedfrom their mother treeare now lying helpless on the earthpreparing to enter the final stretchbefore getting slowly decomposedinto compost… My shoes were not even ashamedto trample […]
Fallen Leaves and My Shoes
Life can be likened to a bouquet of roses, each with its unique charm. Some roses sparkle like raindrops, while others lose their luster in the absence of sunlight. Some roses wilt away with time, while others bloom in a kaleidoscope of colors. Some roses sag with drooping petals, while others captivate with their beauty. However, it is vital to acknowledge that the perception of beauty resides in the eyes of the beholder.
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