Whirling ceaselessly,
droplets caressing her soul;
she uplifts her face,
to capture the beauty,
that nature bestows.
Singing along the trail,
she searches for the colours,
in the reflection of river.
Let looses the unseen chords,
to make heart beat rhythmically;
for she knows it's not the end,
for every second a flower blooms.
When cold no more irritates you... When sunlight is no less than a blessing... When seasonal change means life... . You are feeling free! . When wishes no more teases you... When comments no more aches you... When being 'yourself' is shame no more... . You are feeling free! . When hurt is no more your companion... When smiles tries endeavoring whole of you... When guilt makes you a better person... . You are feeling free!
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