Awakening

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Resting by the lake,
I realised all of a sudden,
that the ripples
of our love
shall kiss and greet
on intimacy’s shore.

Listening to the breeze,
unlocking silent whispers,
I saw how soft
true concord is,
Pure as a great bird
scaling new heights.

Grateful is not the word,
gazing at the dancing stars,
for as long as
Nature yields
bittersweet truths,
lovers’ light holds me tight.

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Filed under Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Thoughts, Travel

2 responses to “Awakening

  1. Even apart, there is togetherness. Ah, love! ❤

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