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The Salience of Beauty



Every Morning I woke up! I woke up with struggling Daydreams. Throughout the Night, those stupendous Day Dreams run all around my light sleep. Maybe finding a runway to fly high.

One fine Morning, with all those daydreams, I was walking, holding the invisible hands. Morning Sun was just trying to break out from the gloomy darkness. My mind unknowingly started that dream marathon without knowing the finishing line, maybe just like a perpetual.

All of a sudden, morning breeze changed my searching view. A dried leaf, without intentional motion, struggling to be static, captured my attention. Might be that unknown gentle wind, took away the dried leaf with or without its intention; but it will be always present with its static beauty.

Every Darkness ended through a promising Spark;
Every Dream responded with a Confusing start;
Every Static sold the necessity of being dynamic;
Every Start complemented a great or unknown finish;

The stability in every dynamic has a subtle meaning, the vulnerability of overthinking always intensified the charming beauty and I missed the salience of beauty; But this time, I captured it, I found a meaningful way to see things, with or without being confused dynamic.

Positivity is retrospective, Positivity is dynamic.

Vision is Creative and will survive with its own Salience of Beauty.

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