Posted by Pristine Eyes on January 29, 2008
The flower hid within it a smile; so honeyed and innocent,
It blushed at the bumbling bee that tried to alight on it.
It sang a song with its sister-flowers and rejoiced with the laughing stream,
It shared some of its happiness with me, and bid me invite you do the same.
“Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden
when the flowers are dead.”
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Posted by Pristine Eyes on January 25, 2008
It was dark as night at 9 a.m. in that tiny tropical village atop the plateau. I opened the door to see the gathering of clouds hanging low in the sky, as if each mushroom of dark vapour was vying with the other to reach out to the earth first.
It seemed the rain-heavy nebulous guests had come to greet the earthlings with a message of Beauty and Love. My soul was soothed as I looked up in joy to see the first drops crossing the expanse to kiss the earth.
Image : Thanks for the great pic!
Slate-coloured clouds with ragged fringes are drifting slowly overhead. Between them one has a glimpse of higher clouds of a lighter gray. I can hear the gentle swish of the rain striking a clearer note on the gravel path and a duller among the leaves. Sometimes it falls straight and heavy, till the air is full of the delicate gray shading, and for half a foot above the ground there is a haze from the rebound of a million tiny globules.
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