When the cloudless morning sky lightens...
there was no sun...
it was still far down the horizon...
the evening moon was still visible...
whether there is glory or not...
petals unfold...
softly and delicately....
silently sending bluish mirage along the crumbling grey ramble...
The rainbow hang silently in the sky when i looked out for the dust coated panels from the rambling bus...
Gone as the wind washed away the misty swirls...
leaving a blue blue sky...
the morning glory drips dew from its petals...
a notable shade of blue...
a silent cry of fading...
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