Splendour

The crunch of dried leaves, beneath your feet, tells stories of their once-green past.

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The falling flowers carpet your path.

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The yellowing peepal leaf stands out amidst the brown.

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It has my heart.

Nature is art.

Nature is beauty, even in its dying.

Beauty is everywhere. All you have to do is look, and not just see.

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2 thoughts on “Splendour

  1. “The crunch of dried leaves…tells stories” – they do, don’t they. each summer-crisp or autumn-bathed sound a theme song for the chapters to come too. tis a good Monday morning to have stumbled here, bantering one 🙂

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