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The perennial rhythm of the waters,
the swift gliding of birds in flight,
the bright light of mid-mornings
giving days some eerie insight,
the lingering scent of love stories
pervading the nostalgia of twilight,
the lush shade of evergreen gardens,
and the mysteries of clouded nights,
the grinning Time switching roles
just to render our dreams almost real,
our small story stored in our souls
and our names branded in the winds
of cities lost in corners of our minds.
May,13,2021-
the swift gliding of birds in flight,
the bright light of mid-mornings
giving days some eerie insight,
the lingering scent of love stories
pervading the nostalgia of twilight,
the lush shade of evergreen gardens,
and the mysteries of clouded nights,
the grinning Time switching roles
just to render our dreams almost real,
our small story stored in our souls
and our names branded in the winds
of cities lost in corners of our minds.
May,13,2021-
Published 13th May 2021
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Anonymous
13th May 2021 2:29pm
This is absolutely gorgeous! “grinning time switching roles” is clever. The metaphor and imagery is spectacular. 🙂
