The blowing air without voice, That gleams like a lighthouse it seems. Concealed to pursue it's unrevealed scheme, whispering in a way that maze. Today is a day to suit it's cluster, Indulging in a way that accept it's busy traction. That behold the purity of every station, That replicate the past perfection . Fondness attains it's true connotation, To bring it to a bright conclusion. That relieve all our leftover dejection, That closes our concurrent presumption. Longing creates a huge troublesome, For meeting and fulfilling the attire to lightsome. Spreading the seeds of following and dispersion, That shouted loud all its distinct signature. Welcome to the day 14 of #YoSimWriMo or the YourQuote Simile Writing Month i.e. September. Collab and complete this #simile challenge. #waitingforyoulike #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
