It is a melodious symphony, arresting to the ears.
It imbibes the words inked by myriad Poets and Authors
That unlock the secrets, laced in the threads of silk,
In the coarse cloth,the irony of survival.
oh ! it is the stimulating rainbow of emotions,
In the threshold of the cold snow laden hills of life.
It gets into the mould of Poetry, stories and prose.
As the shapeless water.
Never looses it’s scent, spreading therefore in every direction.
Enlightening the hidden and unknown, nourishing the heart and soul.