A poem by Remya Balakrishnan
I just don't know what this is,
But, my heart is as light as a kite,,
floating in the moistly air;
And, soaking in the snowy light.
Feeling the delight of inner leisure,
nature gives me unfound pleasure.
Strolling across its heavenly gift,
And,,feasting the eyes with nature's best.
The chilly winds no longer felt,
breathing in the rainy mist,
I realise with thoughts so ripe,,
How precious is "To live a life"...
(Read Remya's official blog)
But, my heart is as light as a kite,,
floating in the moistly air;
And, soaking in the snowy light.
Feeling the delight of inner leisure,
nature gives me unfound pleasure.
Strolling across its heavenly gift,
And,,feasting the eyes with nature's best.
The chilly winds no longer felt,
breathing in the rainy mist,
I realise with thoughts so ripe,,
How precious is "To live a life"...
(Read Remya's official blog)
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