Butterfly trail of light-feathered child.

The road is long, and lonely too.

Hardly another traveler seen around. The sunshine hour!

The time of life to ride free. Each step free of burden of thoughts, just a lesson that is picked up a moment ago

adding zest to the art of walking.

Carrying a bouquet of silence from the plains,

the child has freshly learnt

that vastness need not stun a flower of wilderness.

Carry the blessings, O child of light!

Sushama Karnik.

Thank you Daniele for the image. It made my day.

Daniele Chany

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Loneliness leads us to the simplest light: we shall never know any other perfection than that of lack. We shall never experience any fullness other than that of emptiness, and the love that deprives us of all is the love that does us the most.

Christian Bobin (Letters Of Gold)