Just as the ripples
on the water surface
turning silence
of a mute reflection
into a song..
As the million droplets
bursting forth,
from the mad rush
of a mountain spring
leaping to touch the moon
As the hovering buzz
of the bees
weaving ribbons
of light beams
into a dance
As the colours
of the evening sky
melting and dripping,
colouring the treetops
and faces and hearts,
You too..
Weightless,
free,
floating
and full of magic!
on the water surface
turning silence
of a mute reflection
into a song..
As the million droplets
bursting forth,
from the mad rush
of a mountain spring
leaping to touch the moon
As the hovering buzz
of the bees
weaving ribbons
of light beams
into a dance
As the colours
of the evening sky
melting and dripping,
colouring the treetops
and faces and hearts,
You too..
Weightless,
free,
floating
and full of magic!
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