Where Hope Blooms...
A hope is born when skies are dim,
A faint star flickers through the night,
A cold yet gentle breeze drifts in,
flowing through different stages of life,
They creep in like the vines in June,
My thoughts could hold the monsoon rain,
The sun breaks through the storm and blooms
The prettiest flowers in the heart of May,
The rustling leaves sing songs in tune,
A familiar sound, untouched and pure,
I carve the secrets on the rocks and dunes,
I let them in through the secret door,
The moonlight comes down on the land,
Kissing the rivers and lakes,
A tiny moment slipping through my hand,
Where the earth turns into a magical space...
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Where Hope Blooms... A hope is born when skies are dim, A faint star flickers…
