"The strife for material possessions without inner peace, is like dying of thirst while bathing in a lake"
Yogananda
Scented gusts of wind, with a whiff of beverage curiosity.
A musically tempting momentary musking of reality.
Dining in intoxicated company.
A scene swarming with smiles,
A colorful collage of chuckles,
Within a random symphony of conversation.
Swallowed within a sea of abandon.
Eat, drink and be marry.
For tomorrow we have heavier worries to carry.
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