Thy melodic flute,
the peacock breaks into dance.
Showers of relief.
Linking with Photo Challenge #517
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Folds of Autumn
Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.