The
heads high up
Looking
up to the sky
Of
white and blue
With
shadows creeping smile
The
faces of colours
Standing
in circle
The
shoulders touch
The
celebrations sing
On
the soft carpet sand
The
touches of minute sandy jewels
The
light surging upwards
The
glow in their eyes
The
click of memory
Of
the day of celebrations
The
cool windy breezes
The
angels sing in whisper
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