The green valleys still look the same, serene and intoxicating, trying to whisper something in my ears in the surrounding stillness.
It’s not like last year when I first laid my eyes on them, that seemed like love at first sight.
I used to stay awake the entire night just to look at the early morning clouds lying lazily on them and caressing them with their smooth touch.
The clouds never seemed to leave them, as if they wanted to drown themselves in them and enjoy each and every second of the few hours they had with them before the sun dawns and separates them for the rest of the day!
I don’t know whether it was the nature lover in me or the resurrected soul of the long dead lover which made me see what I saw in them:
Two lovers who are about to be separated lying quietly in each others arms, losing themselves in each other and maybe saying a quiet, little prayer!
