Windborne

Wearing winged slippers

She drifts into buttermilk skies

Flutters around fragrant mosaics

Meanders through labyrinths of green

Dodges lofty peaks

Wanders over rainbow bridges

Chases sunbeams and stars that gleam

Wearing winged slippers

She floats into a world of her own.

—that mishmash : )  (  picture from Manali , India)

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19 thoughts on “Windborne

      1. Oh gosh , I know how that can be , the sanity bit doesn’t come easy . A sudden peace has taken over me and am enjoying this break from the constant storm that was wrecking me everyday .
        Hugs and hope to read more from you soon.

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      2. Happy to hear that! I hope that peace lasts for as long as you want it to, and that this gives you enough time to store little joys and moments of feeling happy and content, to warm up your days when the winter sets in. ❤

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