Today trees play the role of minstrels
with the wind aiding to their songs.
Birds fly and chirp
whispering among themselves,
perhaps they too feel,
what a beautiful day it is.
Sun burns bright and exuberant
filling each corners and every curve
with its best of the lights.
And every now and then
flocks of stork wander tirelessly
soaring low and high
in this radiant ocean of serendipity.
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