Misty morning tells me something,
I wonder if my coffee beans mean anything,
My black clouds seem boring,
Instead I turned to the white mist
I see purity,
I see peace..
I see all that is deceived.
November 7, 2009
"Virtuous sensibility, Escape velocity"
Misty morning tells me something,
I wonder if my coffee beans mean anything,
My black clouds seem boring,
Instead I turned to the white mist
I see purity,
I see peace..
I see all that is deceived.
Your very own Alice in Wonderland..! I am curious by nature and I plan to live my life to the fullest. I am a mystery yet to be uncovered, So till then pull a chair and experience : Rashmi..! I am sure you wont be disappointed..!
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This is absolutely lovely and the picture goes exceptionally well with it.
ReplyDeleteeven in that misty morning, we so longed for purity, for peace...:)
ReplyDeletevery nice Rashmi!
good morning...:)
Coffee on misty mornings, husshhhhhhh . . . i remember the past, nostalgia!
ReplyDeleteVery sweet post :)
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