I saw a beautiful little flower on the road. The wind must have brought it on my way. It was crushed by someone and was faded yellow.
Extremely beautiful and what a smile.
Saying hello to me it beamed. I couldn’t resist my curiosity and straightaway asked it about its amazing colour…the depth of the faded colour had seeped in me.
I, somehow, could feel the faded colour, I was arrested by the colour.
Smiling again it said, ‘because of your eyes’. I didn’t understand the reply but I too smiled.
I was influenced, captured and enlivened by the faded colour of the yellow flower.
Smooth, dull, faded magic touched my heart. Its lightness entered me. I was with kindness, love and serenity.
The encounter was of a split second but the little crushed faded yellow flower left me beautified…forever.
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