A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
John Keats(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821) A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA bower quiet for us, and a sleepFull of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathingA flowery band to bind us to… Continue reading A thing of Beauty is a joy for ever – by john Keats
Relentlessly, walking through the silent roads, I couldn't find a way to escape the thoughts of amalgamation, i would say. People often losses themselves to people around them. The thoughts however keeps hovering into the heads; the thoughts of being you. Why can't we understand thoughts of delving into the nature or resources the nature… Continue reading Natural Amalgamation