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I look up

and

I see an open sky with a sun peeking through the roof of a building. I feel the warmth of the rays. I also feel the cold air gently brushing on my skin helping me cool down a bit.

I look down

and

I see a reflection of the sky in the river while standing on my boat and marvel at the water taking shapes and colors of the clouds and sky. 

Nature has its own way of expressing love!

 

Survival Story

 

Shivering bones beneath my numb skin

A warm fuzzy scarf embracing my shoulders

Eyes drunk in mist and snowflakes

While humming in the silence of the snowfall and

leaving my footprints on the heaped-up ice along the walkway

I look back at my life and smile back at my survival

my soft voice murmured with a crackling voice 

“I have a story to write, a journey to recall”!

 Picture: Footprints on snow, taken by Piu Chowdhury