It’s beautiful, it’s lovely It knows no fear... It keeps you jolly, Won’t dare to bring a tear… It’s endless, it’s galore So selfless and pure, Content in what seems... Won’t ask for more... It’s magical, it’s blind, Not one is its kind, In abundant shades Its magnificence unwinds... Its innocent, its blessed, No, it isn’t perfect or flawless… Doesn’t always need words, May wait unexpressed!!! It’s me, it’s you, it’s all we hold close It’s ubiquitous, yet can be compressed On a light note ;) By now, have you guessed???? Motivated by: 'Synthetic happiness is as good as real happiness'
An effort to frame overwhelmed phases ,often to thank friends around .. Sometimes to draw lines and sometimes to erase...