The Sunday Muse #227
My joy
is broken
into fragments.
It touches
a moment
and slips
Through the fingers.
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The Sunday Muse 226
On stolen moments
Sometimes expectedly
Sometimes unexpectedly
There are no two ways
When the heart yearns
To smell the flowers
Even in the wilderness
There is a hunger to feel, to learn,
To get enchanted in the embrace
Of the greatest teacher,
The nature!
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