In the Shadows

When it becomes uncomfortable dealing with the harsh lights

The heart yearns to laze around amidst the comfort of shadows

Silence finds noises to be utter stupidity; despises the disturbances

Dreaming of being elsewhere, where the water is tranquil and blue

Winds soft to the skin and day is as lazy as the slowest snail

Where nature is nourished by the grace of light from mystical horizons

The passionate environment holds surprises and eternal love for life

Life lives levitate and light up the eyes to laudable letters of existence


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