Was watching the reflections of sunlight dancing on this patch of water on the window sill of my terrace one evening. I was mesmerized by the fleeting cloud it had captured and its amazing colours that held my fancy for a long while…
Savvy
What seems to be, may not be
What is, may be not
What is apparent, may be invisible
What is assumption, may become a contradiction
Or simply delusions of our own imagination.
Or simply a clarity of illusions in the reflections.
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