Pradnya Surve
The gust rushes past me
In my knees can feel cold bursae
Zephyr cools me
Aids to meliorate with a thought spree
Vastness if the ocean
Accords foresight and glean
Orange glow of dusk
Commences my forage for musk
A stroll by the shore
Ushered my reflection to the fore
My mind surfs like the ocean
Washing away the grime and dust
No longer us there wanderlust
Apropos my life goal becomes a must
The soft sand caresses my feet
As my destination I set to meet
– Pradnya Surve
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💚💚good one!