a gift

this is not beautiful because it is so,
it is because
of you and me
even in absolute wilderness,
like a distant storm you are within me.

like a magic, hits my face this cold breeze
this top, i close my eyes, everything fades away
reminding me that;
when you are afraid, then only you can be brave
when you don't give up, you don't fail

so this beautiful feeling you have showered upon me,
to perceive a thing as beautiful as you,
this is a gift...
i will always carry within me with all my heart with me...

From a tour of Coorg..... at the top of Mandalpatti...

who am I?

way far from the promises, affairs...

I stand tall with you,

without searching the past for redemption....

in my heart I keep you,

secretly...

You the flower and I the shadow,

of yours or to your...

without knowing you, who am i?

I have never known exactly....

#travels

Travels....