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when and where

Updated on September 29, 2016

When i was alone

not lonely

There was a joy

no dread

Nights were tranquil

not gloomy

I was maverick

not subjugated

Where the beauty of solitude has gone

and a long quite sittings

When mind use to meditate

and dream

There was a curiosity to contemplate life's mysteries

and keen craving for creativity and a whimsical adventures

When wind use to listen

and then blow

When music and time use to walk

together holding hands

When trees were patient companions

and soughing leaves our instrument

Where sky a magnificent roof

and moon a glittering chandelier

Where there was gusto

and grace in the milieu

Where there was a living desire

in me.


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