The immaculate footsteps knocked the door;
Only to be opened by the matured eyes,
Wrapped in the concealment of wisdom.

The shore and the moon;
Have seen giggles turning,
Into phenomenal tutelage.

In the silhouette of the sun;
The breath has felt the time blossoming,
In the lap of reality.

Written by Purbasha Chatterjee

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