The beauty that I see
Is a myth or truth.
The breeze that passes me makes me feel alive and grateful
Dark clouds and greenery around yet everything is breathless
I know I can’t hold this beauty but could only embrace it.
As I sit here and observe people walking, running n talking
Birds making their own sounds
And all the flora standing still without any noise but with a life.
Such an intrinsic lines with beautiful observation ❤️