over the horizon i see a defining line, one separating the dark and the
not-so-dark.... there seems to be a silent tussle going on, each of them
trying to cross the line and blend with the other one.... but then
crossing the line needs much more than just a mere desire.... it needs a
dedication that's beyond the boundaries defining the norms.... they
stir within themselves.... they fight with themselves... they grow....
they expand and they finally rise.....rise way above that line.... and
there is nothing that can now stop them from blending into each
other.... no line in the world can now divide them...... and then they
together blend into each other to the perfection.... the onlooker can
only marvel at their dance of togetherness....the way they mold into
each other taking different shapes together.....flying everywhere...
moving in all directions...... and now not only over the horizon but
instead they take over the entire sky..... the white and the dark clouds
together ..... ready to pour down .... ready to take the journey
together for the ultimate destination..... ready to quench the thirsty
earth :
It's a lovely sight, now ain't it?
ReplyDeleteThe clouds on the horizon tell multifaceted stories every instant.
Nice read.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
:)
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