It was unending...
With no defined origination or destination.
It was unstopable...
With no defined force or power.
It was alone...
With no defined relation or excuberance.
It was calm as a darkness…
But no light could ignore it.
It was moving in a direction.
But no mountain could stop it.
It had no shape, it had no wieght.
It had no color, but… was simple and bright.
I was looking at a sea…
A sea with every part different from the other.
A sea which had the heart to accommodate anyother
A sea with no depth
A sea which had always come and left.
A sea which had no name…
A sea which everyone else call ….“Clouds”.
3 comments:
no object can exist independently in this universe.
dude!!! i didnt come across any better comparison than wat u made till now- wat shud i say??? the synergy u brought out between clouds and sea is excellent.. u feel things and u express them well..i am sure that if clouds can read english, it rains for each and every word of this blog, it reads.awesome!! keep going
Most words used in this post felt so short and simple ever since i've learnt them, but i guess their echos are endless...:-)
I'm just short of words Pradeep....
excellent work !!!
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