You flew,
without sound
with the wisp of the cloud,
in the crisp morning air,
against the blue skies,
forgetting all the whys
of yesterday.
You flew,
without sound
with the wisp of the cloud,
in the crisp morning air,
against the blue skies,
forgetting all the whys
of yesterday.
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
June 11, 2018 at 1:04 pm
Ah, this❤️
June 13, 2018 at 8:40 am
Thank you so much Devika!
June 11, 2018 at 4:58 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
June 13, 2018 at 8:29 am
Thank you John!
June 13, 2018 at 3:31 pm
You are very welcome.
June 11, 2018 at 6:55 pm
Soaring high in the sky stripped off of all your worries.Beautiful.
June 13, 2018 at 8:29 am
Thank you so much Megha! ❤
June 12, 2018 at 8:19 am
Those lines talk to my soul. Thanks Neha.
June 13, 2018 at 8:29 am
Thank you so much!
June 12, 2018 at 1:12 pm
Ah, such Zen experiences. 😎🥀
June 13, 2018 at 8:29 am
Thank you Dorna!