When the morning breeze turns pleasant,
gently cooling your cheeks with their presence.
When they blow the hair in your eyes,
making you lift your chin like a happy pup from a car window.
When the sky is turquoise and crystal clear,
turning sunlight into transparent gold.
You know Fall is round the corner,
waiting to mesmerize with its magical powers.
Colours to drench you in, beauty to soak you with.
Autumn, the showstopper amongst seasons!
Let us be ourselves, and embrace the universe.
Though, what we are but the minutest dust in comparison.
Let us mitigate the sizes of our Egos and embrace the limitless.
What good is it if it divides us into a billion pieces.
They reach out towards the blue sky, sometimes crystal clear, sometimes cloudy and sometimes dark in the days like night.
Hold the earth firmly with their roots, embracing mountains. Stand tall at the edges of the roads, winding like a serpent around the hills.
Loaded with beautiful cones hanging from branches like earrings worn by Goddess Nature.
With their intoxicating distinct smell, they embody beauty and sturdiness at the same time.The stark straight trunks of the trees, visually endow strength to the mind and heart.
Pine trees, make one acknowledge how one can brave all hardships and still stay strong, firm and flourish if they have the support.
Support of the environment around them, their soil, their climate, their air, their temperature and how we need to preserve all.
Just like humans, if they have the social support, they thrive, they prosper, they live with better morals, values and stronger character and it all needs to be taught and preserved.
My thoughts are like a dandelion,
A little bit of breeze and they spread,
Far and away.
Can not pull them back together again,
No matter how much I try.
All equally important,
all an individual in themselves.
Sometimes they reach where,
I want them to.
Sometimes they just travel away,
To the unexpected.
I wish and hope , they root themselves,
In the lands of adventure and love.
Have visited the Taj a few times, from the time they allowed to visit the real graves to the time when it started turning yellow due to pollution, to the time when Yamuna looks pristine and marble, white. It never stops to amaze, in true sense, you can't keep your eyes off it!
The main gateway in Sikri red stone.
