Whisper a melody I am drawn to her melodic whispers irresistible, endless and enchanting. With my vision clear and my hearing distinct, I envisage her eternal dance, lost forever in her paths of splendor. The spring in her feet unravels the charms of flora, her youthful blush fills the world. With gushing falls and crystalline streams ringing like silver bells on her elegant anklets, she soars like a fairy singing of joy and hope. Her priceless, plentiful, blessed bounty shines in splendor, in the bright sun of warm summer. A lilting tune of maturing love and sweetness spreads; sunlight conquers darkness and disease, blesses all with the boon of health and happiness. In the velvety nights of rain-washed skies studded with the heavenly gems of eternal exquisite effervescence, and in the mild light of cool and contented days, her melody floats on the soft and silky wings of gentle winds. She lounges in the autumnal fields, under the canopy of a colored spectrum that extends from horizon to horizon strange and ethereal, like the ambience of a much awaited twilight at the end of a long, long journey through the ups and downs of vales, hills and dense forests. She, my Mother Nature rests silent and subsumed. She whispers a melody that pervades the fields of snow, lulls the world to dream about another beginning marked by the Divine Advent, aspirations for a New Year full of love. Lines:30 Awarded First Place in "Inspirations"(Round 22) |