Where mornings are rejuvenating.
Where some more answers reside.
Where life is not a race
But a road-trip.
Where the life lessons relax,
Awaiting our return.
Where the wind rests
Around us, not ruffled
By our lethargy. Relentless
Faith in our companions remain.
Where the concert of chimes resonates.
On this side of the bed, our Joys write.
Or are set right.
– Meera
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