Sweet bliss,
beneath the surface of night,
and then,
hushed, hasty unveiling
of the rosy dawn.
Ah! The reminisces.
Linking with Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗
By Thy Word, We Dance
The universe moves in divine rhythm, an eternal dance guided by an unseen force. Every star, every planet, and every living being sways in h...
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