Perched in a maze of stairs at an ancient stepwell, my friend had this distant look on her face! I couldn’t help but reflect..

Stirring ruminations,

In her tranquil mind,

Hidden in these stairs,

Wonder what she finds?

A steep descent,

The climb she braves,

A thirst in her soul,

The water she craves!

Curious with every step,

Revelation in every layer,

She’s Fascinated with the symmetry?

Or boundless depths they share?

Author: prachee27


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