I’m but an effervescence.. A spirited bubble in the enigmatic facticity of existence; rising and mingling with the effulgence of shared moments, leaving behind a subtle sparkle. In the illusion of time.

Not every untraversed road is exceptional to tread on.Some are best left that way, unremembered by the passage of Time.

Time isn’t a gift, it’s a conquest. Claim it.

When I am gone,may the dust of me settle on unknown shores..carried by winds I never felt,under skies I never touched..so that, at last, I may belong to everywhere.