sandal breeze

sandal breeze

The sandalwood breeze drifts in,
Awakening memories lying dormant in the heart.

Like the cool dawn,
All thoughts flow gently through the soul.

Garlands of flowers adorning the path,
Filling the air with the fragrance of dreams.

In the pauses of silence,
The shades of love appear and vanish.

Without leaving a trace, moments arrive,
Colors bloom vividly within the mind.

The heart swells, breaths sing,
Melodies of joy spread far and wide.

GR kaviyoor 
14 10 2025
(Canada, Toronto)

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