can see a blush spreading in the sea reflecting the rose in the sky. The clouds undulating in sensual waves to the ethereal beats of a breeze. And a plaintive birdsong captures in words this divine melody. Not a flap nor a tweet.. As Nature watches in enraptured bliss... Silently compelling the sun to show its face..
Even as Flocks of pigeons sail across in manic salute to glimpses of orange robes unveiling on notes of bated surrender..
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