This life and the people we come across, the seasons, the colors, the whispers and the silence. Everything and nothing.

The kite that soars in the sky and the eagle which flies after it. The smoke. The green and the blue and the red. The yellow. And the shade.

The wind. The sand. Everything and nothing.

We are all, and everyone of us, the hard and the soft.

The leaves and the rose. The fire and the ice. The path that we follow.

The music and the tune. The stars and the moon. The sun.

Everything and nothing is under a warm spell.



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