Sparks Of Imagination
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Gentle breezes blowing tree branches and leaves,
grasses swaying just above the ground, clouds
skiing across the sky in a gliding way.
Going towards another country further away from
India where I now am, birds soaring, flying and
swooping as they gracefully ride air currents.
All of it bringing peace to anyone who's watching,
sparks of imagination charging into fires of life,
as we acknowledge nature in artistic values of poetry.
music and art.
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