Come down here following the trail. A trail that cannot be spotted by eyes. Hang your eager breath onto it and then watch the beating of your heart to know where to turn. I have left the silk veil open. Walk in before it is lost, into the untrodden path where footprints disappear.
Come down here where the stream slows down. Lingers playfully as if no one is watching. This is the hiding place where all things of magic are yet to learn how to be shy.
Remember the time you couldn't say that which couldn't be contained? We wondered where it went the next day. This is where it came and has been ever since. Listen to this silence that trembles on trembling lips just before that which cannot be said is lost in words. Here it floats like a mist growing thicker dissolving even the mountains.
No one knows we are here. And yet, here we are.
Come down here where the stream slows down. Lingers playfully as if no one is watching. This is the hiding place where all things of magic are yet to learn how to be shy.
Remember the time you couldn't say that which couldn't be contained? We wondered where it went the next day. This is where it came and has been ever since. Listen to this silence that trembles on trembling lips just before that which cannot be said is lost in words. Here it floats like a mist growing thicker dissolving even the mountains.
No one knows we are here. And yet, here we are.
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