19feb 2021
The wind drew cloud patterns all across the sky
Swinging clothes, twirling hair, tap dancing with a door, holding flowers up close, pushing branches away.. pirouetting hearts to its beats, begging for a dance.. it pulsed and throbbed in pores, on veins.. leaving none untouched, unmoved.. it breathed its own music on every surface, every skin.. making leaves flutter coyly.. and birds lose their step in furor.. it mocked our emptiness.. filling, touching, connecting every bit of space.. carrying empathic stories and songs, playing the music of the spheres, patnering heaven and earth, it let the sun take centre stage..
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