Treasure those beautiful poetic moments in your life, you may never experience them twice.
Looking Up to Resplendence
The blue of skies, of clouds I see none, except for splashes of white which look like traces of cotton plastered against a non-moving sky. I see the wildflowers cradled in its picturesque setting. They almost seem like they are in its embrace, only the skies are far above its reach, while the wildflowers look up to resplendence. -shobana. copyright@shobana2020