I wonder about the imagery of my faith.
I feel the presence of a happy sun
when I'm stuck with the sight to know how its essence thrives.

The way you smile and talk is difficult to imagine.

When I see you smiling, I'm on the winning side of the situation.
The plans and procedure of silence are such that it allows one to have multiple windows of assumptions, but when it comes to having clarity about it, I shudder at the thought it will alter how I feel about it.

The happy sun is agreeable in all situations, and it makes me agree too that you have entered my heart with natural grace through your photos, and it has had a profound effect on me.

Nevertheless, the pictures I used to look at are now pictures of goodbyes. What am I looking at? I'm pondering this fact now.

I love seeing you smiling and laughing from the heart. Will you change the course I am taking up?

I want to know about the new color that the appearance of my faith would like to take up!
©shivpoetesspriya