Saturday, 1 November 2025
Orange Orb
Am coming to the terrace after a gap of few days.. was walking at home only.. but there is no comparison to witnessing the beauty of a dawn.. to greet the waking sun.. to see cloud antics in the sky.. to wonder at their reflected home in the sea.. with the backdrop of lyrics in bird sounds and musuc in the flapping of their wings.. a defiant moon purely glowing with divine light.. the sky blushing at the advent of an orange.. deep orange orb.. incomparable.. unimaginably beautiful.. the cloud veils teasingly slipping off and on.. for us to glimpse magic in the sky.. holding the world in a trance of love.. tugging at heartstrings.. in awe and humility at glimpsing such divine love..
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