The flickering silences of a
Cloudy sky are like melodies
Yet to reach the chosen ears
A river from nowhere rushes past
The other bank cannot be seen
A butterfly meanders in search
Of flowers that scream at its sight
The wind too blows the pollen about
Love brims over in the fragrant air
Seeds are on their slow way to light
The lone bird is set to find its voice
The soulmate is all eager to hear
The rain cannot wait, bursts into song.
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