turning good... after squall...

after the squall
the ride seemed good
really good...
cool
transient
perfect
in every sense
to stop
and admire
the beauty
of a day...
peace...
i wanted all the best
and peace descends
graded
as soon as i flee
from the melee
and take a time out to breathe
free
from all cares tussles conflicts and hassles...

under the open sky
soft cool breezy
aha...
i re-live...
re- cast...
re-painted...

is it what feels to be a holy man?
i am no holy...
i am so full of regrets...
does a holy man have such
regrets!

but
this sky
and a beauty of a day
post squall cool
i turn good...
i just turn good...

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