Mar 20, 2015

Sunshine

The monsoon went by, the skies were still grey and the soil damp from rain last night. My spirits were more damp than the soil and the rays escaping through the clouds captured the glorious movements of a colourful butterfly. My spirit swayed between the gloom and shine. After a few minutes, gloom gave in and the warmth of the shine took over. Does seem like if its a dancing butterfly that can take away the gloom - life is all too simple, isn't it? Well, perhaps not. To me that dancing butterfly is my spirit, to me that is the willingness to see past the gloom, the courage to look for sunshine. 


The moon still shone and the sun trickling through through it prowess! Representing the two shades of life and here I stand with all my questions which belong to all shades in-between. Amongst all this the butterfly still looks as elegant in its style and its ephemeral beauty.I do have a lot to learn and even more to achieve. 

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