The umbrella of stress

True Jewels are the real art of the moment and in it ,

Not a day goes by when each and every single day , we try to be a part every single moment we draw breath in ,

But most of the times we end up witnessing them (every moment ) and let them pass by us (a tap of silence that knocks on the door of a wall ) like an uninvited guest ,

Whispers from within pours like a deep breath from the sky , under the skin ,

Our thoughts are like The enigma between the clouds (a reality between transparency and its allowance)

the aura that we gaze at creates a rippling effect in the form of magnetic connect ,

Where Freedom prevails into the Expression of sparkling freewill,

And In all those beautiful rushes of our daily lives somehow we choose to loose it all at once under the umbrella of stress,

Right at the steps of our messed up reality, that was about to turn into a magic of balance which we always had strive towards for

The sum of all equation is to hit the cord when the moment is right ,

Than again , Every moment is the right moment,

Just don’t wait for it to strike you out ,

Go for it, before it is gone ,

A moment gone is never going to come back.

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