The night never dies to see the morning… The day never lives to its fullest to greet the night… Why are they match making the dawn to the dusk… Why are they joining the noon to the evening.. They know the moving spaces… They know the sky is so still and yet so vibrating…pulsating... They know it as the time invisible… Ethers… nethers…all so gross and yet so subtle… They see the day in night and night in day… They greet you… Raghu
13/11/2014
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