Stardust.

Courtesy: weheartit.com

A little space.
Ravenous silence.
No words.
Not a minute to waste.
The musical river
shimmers like a diamond,
cascading down the ivory crown,
The Himalayas---
the glimmering silver medal.

Chasing fireflies

in the land made of stardust.
Witnessing the beauty of--
the pearly old moon,
with a bright touch of heaven.
A night under the dark blanket
and a handful of stars.
Amidst the undisturbed wilderness--
they were three in count.
A free spirit
Her fanatical heart,
and  her replenished--
 ----freedom.

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