Mid-days have some magic in them
The breeze gets a hint of musk...
As if we are celebrating the sweet accidentally communion of earth and water...
What we understand as a coincidence may be a divine synchronization...
The moment of creation becomes inspirational...
The vibrations are relaxed but fresh , calm and accepting...
Such is the prelude to something even better and enticing...
The evening... Waiting to hold the coy noon in his arms... To gently merge into a magnificent night...
Finding love and air in the random...
Making spaces to breathe is a way to get away from the mundane exasperation...
Such my dear is life...
Prajakta Sathe.
The breeze gets a hint of musk...
As if we are celebrating the sweet accidentally communion of earth and water...
What we understand as a coincidence may be a divine synchronization...
The moment of creation becomes inspirational...
The vibrations are relaxed but fresh , calm and accepting...
Such is the prelude to something even better and enticing...
The evening... Waiting to hold the coy noon in his arms... To gently merge into a magnificent night...
Finding love and air in the random...
Making spaces to breathe is a way to get away from the mundane exasperation...
Such my dear is life...
Prajakta Sathe.
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