Bustling Streets and Echoing Winds
I wander through bustling streets, constantly wondering if the echoing winds, will ever whisper about the secret path I often stumble upon in my dreams, where the sky is smudged in hues of the rainbow, where the rocky stream flows in a pace "slow", where I often find the key to all truths of life, where I can fly high without any fear of falling from the seven coloured sky with no luck from the whispering winds, I often return to my safe heaven, but the voice within always says to never stop following the echoing winds.. ~Anushthi