I love to print words of heartiness
I love to air speeches of liveliness
I love to beam actions of peacefulness
I love to shower feelings of tenderness
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Ocean sounds
I pass a conch
from my ear to hers
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Warm breeze; the neighbor tosses back the fallen apple.
Fragrant breeze; father takes me into his childhood mind.
Dawn breeze; the scent of green in the spring rain.
Sea breeze; the rising of rainfall into monsoon.
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With my child
on my shoulder, i walk
in the long rain
carrying the heaviness
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Spring’s end
my infant fingers
the fallen petal
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Autumn drizzle
a wallah shakes
the orchid bouquet
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Indian waterfall listening deep to my inner voice
New year's eve...
her rangoli patterns
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