Saturday, 1 November 2025
Footprints of Gold
Under cover of a pearly screen, lights threw ropes into the sea, making infinite drops, melting and disappearing in the deep, to limn the city within.. The wind challenged the clouds to cover the moon glowing like never before.. helpless they circled, forming whirlpools of light, in awed wonder.. besotted they ran to keep the sun from rising.. the wind mocking their efforts, fingers of rose embracing them instead.. lightening, unaware of love encoded to let darkness see its own reflection and dissipate.. watching the orange orb rise from the sea.. leaving footprints of gold in its stead.. they fell at its feet, in unabashed surrender..
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The sun lent its golds, pinks and orange brushes to the clouds and they went wild colouring the entire sky - dancing, gliding, racing all ac...
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The hills dressed up in brilliant shades of green, weaving unique patterns at the whim of the wind.. the dark clouds raced down in admiratio...
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A fiery orange painted the sky.. seeping into every cloud-wave.. ripples of blue mixed with white and a dash of pink, stirring the heart of...
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It is awesomely beautiful.. Pouring and drizzling intermittently in a competition all their own.. and i loved every moment of it.. Walked on...
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