yes
it's always
drumming! ! !
raining! ! !
candle in the dark cave
love in the light
everything
celebrated...
so much so enough for life...
slept early without thinking of any walls
windows were never closed
fragrance of your being not being kept flowing
freshness of these new mornings…
till I open my eyes and see no walls
I filled the empty bottles…
Then I emptied the cups…
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