She cooked in a pan of sky,
A story of swords and kites,
A night in a shining armour,
On the wings of a dragon,
With eyes open wide and far,
She cooked a dream in a pan of sky,
And let it fill the room to her doors,
The aroma, the garnishing,
Was all unique,
Just like a little breeze………
I like this. It reminds me of a poem I wrote when I was a troubled kid. Let the light of the sky and the lingering scent fill up all of those dark rooms…
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Thank you Ma’am. Everytime we just need to look towards the sky. 🙂
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Oh my…..pure bliss… I could picture this whole thing as I read it Harsh as if it was a fairytale Ive known my whole life!! Keep stringing words straight from the very heart of you my beautiful friend and your writings will out live us all!!
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Wow Maureen. Thank you so much for this beautiful comment. Once in a while we like to be reminded that in the end everything will be okay. 🙂
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My pleasure love, truly everything is going to be more than just okay. ✨
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Indeed. 🙂
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Wow Kumar, an amazing one as usual!
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Bful lines harsh
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Thank you so much Ma’am. 🙂
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