My Sunshine

Looking for the sunshine,

my heart is too upbeat,

for this morning time.

The quietness yet I am not alone,

while walking this path,

I am strangely singing a happy song.

I look left and I look right,

It is just nature in the sight,

so, I run and take my flight.

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Before, I knew I was in the air,

Looking beneath at the small enormous things,

the dry fields with a dark green layer.

Then, when I looked up,

I saw a blue shimmer of sky,

and heard an inner violin asking – “Wassup?”

I closed my eyes and smiled,

to feel, to soak,

the soft morning sunshine.

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Nobody holds me.

Nothing holds me.

Nothing actually ever did.

But, I am actually wondering,

what took me so long,

to take this flight,

It was easy,

It is fun,

And this sunshine is all,

that I ever wanted.

Everything else was just,

its sheer reflection.

Copyright © 2013 Ankita Kashyap