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The Curves

by reza-bavar

Life is not a straight line It curves in chaotic unpredictable and Beautiful ways... A chance encounter on the way home A lover lost in a storm A sunrise after a long lonely dark night The first cold of winter And the last dew drop in Spring. Miracles more than mere Moments The emotions and memories Shading in the pattern Giving it shape and depth Defining something imperceptible until it is Done. A Cosmic Mandala - Temporary Divinity This is Life so... Embrace the Curves
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reza-bavar
Iranian
Published
Mar 21, 2015
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#life#beauty#experience#mandala#reza#bavar
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