Am I ?
The sun creeps up along the terrace
Trying to touch my toes,
To curl up as a warm ball of happiness
And spread its wings all over.
The colors of life
Keep waving their lovely petals,
To draw me into them
And induce me into the make belief
Sense of belongingness.
The crisp cool air rustles the leaves
Threatening to shatter my slumber,
And break into my dreamless sleep.
All around me the whole world
Moves to embrace me
Yet again in this eternal
Act of believing that I am alive.
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