The sun has brushed streaks of orange and pink across the canvas of the sky.. and the sky transforms itself to complement this magical painting with changing hues of blues and Gray.. it is a really difficult time for the entire world because of covid, making it a blessing to be able to breathe in the open without a mask.. nature blushes and blooms, in ecstatic joy, in our perceptions.. experiencing maybe for the first time shades of the sky.. shapes of cloud.. sounds of birds.. touch of the breeze.. taste of silence.. fragrance of love.. sultry coolness in the breeze lulls.. revives.. teasing the presence.. of unseen treasures.. of love.. of divinity.. of strength.. Faith.. happiness.. a list reaching into infinity.. mocking our loneliness.. our sadness.. our devastation.. our lack.. for everything ever dreamt or thought avers it's presence within.. the sun rises slowly.. laughing in the face of our frantic search for matching the exact color.. to the shades of life.. radiating fresh meanings into the word sunshine..
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