I don't knowhow long I walkedon the bridgebetween eons ,the river downin full spate ,dark cloudswith dazzlinglightningsshowing the way ,the westerliesminglingwith river sprayto coolmy flying hair .
Dear brother... you always paint a picture with your words...it is beautiful
Dear dipti ,The painting is so very incomplete ......it's a bridge that will never reach ....I don't know about it's beauty !Thank you for your beautiful words ,akash
You have created a bridge here brotherin these soft wordsthese tender images,Deep peace, soft light,M
Thank you , dear maithri ,for your words , soothing as ever .You are right . Words can actually be the bridges across separation .It is indeed wonderful to think of it this way .With all that it means to be alive ,akash
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