Subtle, the dance of heather-beds,
heady, the scent of rain-bathed greens,
graceful, the floating fluffy cotton-wool,
beautiful, the gurgling song of Suket.
Mesmerizing, like rhythm of heart.
Linking with Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗🤗🤗
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