Everything Is Musical

The Bougainvillea and The Wall Bougainvillea: Hush Mr. Wall! Don't you get it, you are hindering my space. Let me grow; a little here and a little there... Wall: Gracious, what to do but when they look at you in admiration,  I convince myself to believe that those praises are aimed at us both. This is the only way I can feel beautiful too. I guess I will be in your debt forever...

 Sunburst

  Image is subject to copyright.                                                               Sat on my rooftop, the dusk's gentle heat warming up my face; I realized for the first That there was more to life than its chase. It calmed me down and as if quenching my thirst Out came a voice persuading me not to overlook this grace.   I eavesdropped the sparrows chatting, As if making amends for the fight they had on their previous date: Nevertheless, all of it had an effect on me quite softening, An imagery of  the remembrance with my mate. Swiftly as they drove in; the clouds left me staring.   Good God! Was it a sign that it was all just a dream And my life is as meaningless as it seems. Panicking hard, my peace shattered insane For, long had I longed for bliss, ...

                  

Such was the beauty  that I could see through the blur...