When dark clouds gather around the horizon
When they are summoned by a sunny moor
When sunshine subsides willingly
It is time for nostalgia…
Memories arrive within moments
Paper boats float all around,
Even before the first drop falls
Musical notes glide in the air.
Breeze blows away stressful thoughts,
It softly taps on our hearts
To rejoice in the aura of setting
And soar with the soothing skies.
Oh! The joy of drifting into the arms of breeze
A gentle rustling touch!
It is more like a lullaby
Breathing eternal calm.
A world of warmth and carefree comfort
Unfolds with kind caresses
And steady drizzle of unconditional love,
Like those celestial drops of rain.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto prompt Darkness
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