The Essence…

Image credit; James Wheeler @ Unsplash

Each dawn brings with it a gift of a new day,

 spectral rays paint the earthen canvas with vernal colors.

Seasonal changes alter the composition

yet, weaves a cohesive mural of the landscape,

singing a song of nature’s soul.

Today I walk down the memory lane

when your birth brought in unbridled joy.

Iridescent hues of your facet brightened my life.

Despite the differences, our bond matured with a homogenous spirit,

singing a song of enduring love.

 Nature, whose visage keeps changing with time, showcases a different seasonal look. Yet from its soul, emanates the same essence of organic feel. Likewise, the relationship between a mother and daughter has streaks of emotional highlights. They may have their moments of ups and downs, yet they are bound together by a strong bond of love. Time may change their look and perspective, but in both cases, their soul sings the same song.

Sadje’s WDYS prompt #100

Where is the festive spirit?

In response to Eugenia’s ( BrewNSpewCafe ) writing challenge : Festive

Sweets, Indian Sweets, South Indian Sweets
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The booming economy and changing times

have diluted the essence of celebrations.

Festivals, which reflected cultural tradition

today is more about flaunting riches.

The warmth of cohesive affability is

replaced by instant gratification.

Instagram is bombarded with

pictures of the pomp and grandeur displayed.

Fragrance and bonhomie of the festive spirit

sadly, remains obscure and scattered.

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