A LOOK-355
Your smile
When you smile
Rain begins to pour
On a summer afternoon.
The sun kisses the earth
On a winter morning.
Waves rush
To meet the rivulet.
Stones speak,
And heaven descends
To sing love's eternal song.
And the air
Takes me to the land of joy,
Where I weave dreams
And lose myself
In the fragrant breath
Of eternal spring.
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
15.7.2025
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