The fragrance of the night flowers whetted moonlight’s milky soft buoyancy. It shone on me without prejudice like the serene Peace .The lonely night’s darkness swelled the silent beauty of my bliss as hidden nature held more hopes underneath its shroud. A tranquil breeze moved a few leaves to rustle under my feet. I was not alone; I looked up and saw myself gazing down. My blues got fused with the ether and created countless flickers in the endless canvas of awareness. The nocturne seemed to realize the reality more efficiently in the absence of the star of the day.
An old forgotten song floated in the air. A piece of sky with a lone star looked at me through the foliage. The reek of the ocean with a distant roar reminded me of a magnificent presence. I fancied how darkness could have tried to perforate the waters to reflect upon it as the swells climbed up to swallow it.
I knew I was the sole witness to the secretive goings on behind the curtain; the projection on the vast canvas; I knew I existed everywhere ….. I had forgotten my little self…and realized…. It was Peace.
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