Gurgaon,2015 |
In this circle of
grace,
Metaphors unfurl,
And dreams awake
in sepia
consciousness.
Rainbow iris reflects
the glazing world.
Truly magical !
Moments reflect
the joy of creation.
There are no rights
Or wrongs,
No judgements,
Simple, plain joy.
Healing happens
almost naturally.
Allow!
Close your eyes,
Stay open,
Let the magic begin.
Beautifully written :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Amrita. :)
DeleteAllow!
ReplyDeleteClose your eyes,
Stay open,
Let the magic begin.
thanks for echoing. :)
DeleteNicely done, great write. Nature is truly healing and magical.
ReplyDeleteThank you Nithya. :)
DeleteMagically beautiful! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks! :)
DeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteThank you Karin. :)
DeleteBeautiful as always, my dear.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot. :)
Deleteso uplifting 😌
ReplyDeleteI'm glad. Thanks. :)
DeleteI really like this!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot. :)
DeleteI like the expression "sepia consciousness". Reminds me of old sepia photographs. Calm joy. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteThank you Alana. :)
DeleteLove it. Makes me feel happy reading it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Cindy. :)
DeleteI like to let magic happen. It doesn't work all the time, but I enjoy watching it unfold when I can :-)
ReplyDeleteThat's wonderful. Thanks! :)
DeleteOh my word, I am completely giddy over the first six lines!!! I love this. :)
ReplyDeleteEspecially this:
"There are no rights
Or wrongs,
No judgements,
Simple, plain joy."
Amen, sis. Amen.
Thank you so much. :)
DeleteYes Magic happens if we allow it to happen...
ReplyDeleteWell done Payal, gives me the warm and fuzzies:)
ReplyDeleteThanks! :)
DeleteMy eyes are closed! Bravo! Bastet
ReplyDeleteThanks! :)
Deleteanother beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteBikram's
Thank you Bikram. :)
DeleteBeautiful lines, Payal.
ReplyDeleteThanks Vinitha. :)
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