It has been cloudy since morning, hiding the sky, spreading the silver concealing the blues, every now and then showering their mercy on tulip bulbs, who are trying to break free due to arrival of spring .
White Daffodils standing still in meditation, as if in communion with their Eternal essence in silence. The fragrance of Lilac flowers intoxicating the air , awakening the hidden memories, I can almost smell your scent on my skin .
Your Reflection 