When a sentient wind hums paeans Enthralling, enkindling nature’s swayin’ Tinging, etching, time’s rhythm Lustrous colors drip lissome Phoebus embrace flushed with hints of jasmine Sol paints aurum, cooling mist glowin’ Gold encrusted words on a lightened breeze As old as the oceans and the seas Haunting the pages of destiny Paeans strung on a […]
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