The Ground is admiring its beauty looking at its reflection in the sky when the evening sun is playfully teasing her apparently dancing in the place of her bindi on forehead.— % &It is perhaps the shyful sweet blush in her cheeks that paints all the sky in orange red tinge.— % &The massive ocean always looks at his moon in melancholy that they can never meet.
But the moon,being in dark,can easily hide her expressive eyes to not see him sad.— % &Instead,she sends a sensitive touch of peacock feather onto the body and skin of the ocean for him.
Perhaps, it's when he feels tickled and laughs out loud ,we see waves.— % &Meanwhile,the eternal distance barriering them stands still subtly embarrassed at the intensity of their reverence.— % &The tender embrace of a raindrop and the soil granules desperately waiting for it the way the little chicks wait for the arrival of the mother bird....— % &Gives rise to a sudden unique petrichor fragrance into the air in the celebration of their divine convergence.— % &Ever since you jumped into my sights and got locked in my eyes,you became a lovelens that reveals all the secretly woven sweet romances in nature everytime it flexes.— % &
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