Within...
knocked
at her door,
Seed whispered:
'Love is the Tree-
hidden within!'
Hush..
Between the blur of deadlines and the hum of wheels, I heard a whisper of Life — not loud but lucid. Wind was fluttering in through a half-open window, It slid in like a slant of light Falling on the dashboard, gold and fleeting. Time was not chasing me — It was walking beside me, barefoot, Trailing the scent of old rains and fallen jasmines, on our way. As if to say : 'This too is living !' The whisper, left behind a hush in my chest, Not empty, but filled — like a dream before sleep. Then, for a moment, Even the hush, knew how to be still, Reminding me I’m still human, Still here.
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