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Dancing shadows, rustling leaves
"Dancing shadows, rustling leaves,
as the wind creates a symphony,
swaying branches, falling blossoms,
under the lone streetlamp glow."
In the darkness I walked,
underneath the lush canopies,
treading slowly, feeling the vibes,
the rushing breeze, under the moonlight.
In these moments of stillness,
I appreciated the nature's richness,
that surrounds our ordinary dwellings,
a magical ambience, not many witnesses.
The gentle rays of the moonshine,
filtered from the tree roof, felt divine,
but then, the path shines brightly,
as I approached, the lone streetlight.
Standing beside a Jamun tree,
poles enveloped, by climbers & leaves,
yet, it illuminates the green canopies,
further enhanced by the passing breeze.
And I watched, awestruck...
The dancing shadows on the ground,
as the wind creates musical notes,
flowing through the rustling leaves.
© Dr. Manish Rout
as the wind creates a symphony,
swaying branches, falling blossoms,
under the lone streetlamp glow."
In the darkness I walked,
underneath the lush canopies,
treading slowly, feeling the vibes,
the rushing breeze, under the moonlight.
In these moments of stillness,
I appreciated the nature's richness,
that surrounds our ordinary dwellings,
a magical ambience, not many witnesses.
The gentle rays of the moonshine,
filtered from the tree roof, felt divine,
but then, the path shines brightly,
as I approached, the lone streetlight.
Standing beside a Jamun tree,
poles enveloped, by climbers & leaves,
yet, it illuminates the green canopies,
further enhanced by the passing breeze.
And I watched, awestruck...
The dancing shadows on the ground,
as the wind creates musical notes,
flowing through the rustling leaves.
© Dr. Manish Rout
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