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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