Nature attracted me since I was a child
Not exceptional one
I used to draw pictures shapes in the clouds
My fingertip was my pencil
Moves on over the body of the cloud
Quite fast and smooth
Love to stare on those bodies after the completion of my art work
Passion became obsession
Pebbles on the roads started drawing attention
Shapes of hedges shrubs became the reason of my mind distraction
Was deeply in love with them
Was in love with my Love
Recently I had a miscarriage
Time has stopped moving
Somewhere paused
Shifted to a hill station for a change
Ohh !!! lovely my heart echoed …..
A tint of smile after a long break
An evening of a long walk
Together once again in the lap of nature
My eyes flicker past SOME PEBBLES… at the corner of a coarse running river
A small body of a child
Something irregular shape
Getting my self in near proximity
I scrooch down ….making my self comfortable
Started rearranging the pebbles in exact form of a child
Was that a preparation of a new again, or I was preparing the cemetery of my unborn child?
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