Serendipity

 Now all at once 

I love to be

Alone 

To find myself 

In solitude 

In tranquility

Talking to the flowers bloom

Thoughts and imaginations 

Swept away by the breeze

Locks fluttering across my face 

Blocking a view 

So gaily 

With eyes closed 

Feeling the fragrance 

Fanned by the breeze

From places unknown 

The breeze so cool

Fondling my skin…

A chill…

Cooling my thoughts

Set adrift in dreams

Off I flew in a chariot 

Like Cinderella 

Who turned, a princess

A journey to meet

The Prince Charming.

In awe all my way

Engrossed in nature’s artistry 

Clouds resembling cotton blooms

Running my fingers

Like playing piano in the air

A symphony of chance

Imagining a dance divine

With the prince so sublime

Stars twinkling around

Guide us to moments

Our hearts taking flight

With every chance encounter 

A wonder to unfold

A tale to behold

And we sway away,

My thoughts

Winding a warp on a loom

But in an instant

A tiny droplet 

The liquid dancing beauty

Woke me up

Followed by a watery ballet

With stories to tell

Nature’s art anew

A transient masterpiece 

As raindrops remind me

That life’s beauty emerges 

After each storm’s pain

In the labyrinth of time

Serendipity weaves its stories

Making us whole…

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