the petals flew with wind
traveling through cedars and hills
what remained...
the solitary fragrance
invisible , intrigue

retreading the journey
the returning season 
in boulevard of memories
finds esoteric nectar ...
lost yet etched
scattered yet embedded
redolence of faith
dispersed in nature....

@soumya 


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