It is not a dream ,
it is life at it's best
to sit quietly ,
here ,
where pink and purple boughs
breeze in the sky ,
the crescent moon
waits
for the arrival
of the earliest star ,
horizon blushes in deep gray ,
with time bowing to it all
with unhurried patience .
akash
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