Silence of Mist

Silence of Mist

Along the path the wind passes,  
leaves release their gentle fragrance.  
Colours awaken all around,  
voices vanish into the quiet.

Even without seeing the footprints,  
a shifting sense of direction is felt.  
The scent of dawn and the chill of mist  
blend together, swirling in the breeze.

Each breath paints a new picture,  
the heart sees without looking.  
Every hue follows the path of the wind,  
the mind moves forward softly on its own.

GR kaviyoor 
30 01 2026
(Canada, Toronto)


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