peace and dreams carried forward...one morn...

'this start of the day
is Peace...
this moment is bliss...
this moment is eternal...
this moment is living...
this moment is lovingly good...'
he thought
through the casement foggy
as he looked outside...
a dreamy silence...
awake but still...unmoved...
like an unperturbed being...
those coconut trees -
they were meditative too...

the street as seen as a part...
like a smudged painting
by the moisture on the glass...
looked calm and serene too...

and those houses...
structures still rising...
concrete after concrete slabs...
they looked silent and sleepy as well...

'must be the effect of last night's rain...'
he thought...
as he felt
washed...
bathed...
refreshed...
by the rainy feel...

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