Birth place
Birth place
Memories brushed by the clouds of the homeland
The fragrance of soil awakens the passing hours
Paths wind around, carrying stories of journeys
Silent whispers of gentle grace fill the air
Forests and winds sing songs of the past
Shadows stretch across old stone walls
The playful songs of rivers echo to the ears
Thoughts take flight on the wings of time
The touch of meadows spreads a cool caress
Light from the sky drifts softly across the land
Farmers sing in rhythm as work continues
Melodies of life settle deep within the heart
GR kaviyoor
09 01 2026
(Canada, Toronto)
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