Beautiful morning.. just to be able to see the sunrise everyday is an indescribable experience.. a blessing bestowed by myself.. the birds flying about freely soaring in the sky.. calling out in exultation.. just humbly uplifts your spirits into the phenomenal power around.. and the lack of faith and trust within.. sheer poetry painted across the horizon of the sky.. the surface of the sea.. everyone playing their designated instruments.. holding up brushes dipped in hues of that moment.. stringing thought-notes that meld into the fabric of the cosmos.. life seems like a comprehension, where you take birth holding the outline sketch of your life.. but the story depends on how our thoughts want to write it.. a choice that we have.. stop envying the bird in its flight.. for freedom is innate.. and given to each one of us to write our own story..
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