A gentle whiff in my soul
The scent of a lonely Jasmine
“Are you forlorn, all alone?” I ask
“Maybe. But I radiate love, Unconditionally.”
Unseen by him, a bud is ready to bloom
Who will love him forever
How could the Universe not respond
To this indubitable aroma of ardour
Timeless Mind 
Beautifully written, sir.
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Very grateful🙂
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You’re welcome. Your posts are full of deep meaning. Keep writing.
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Beauty seems to exist for no other reason but love!
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Beautiful.. 😇👌🏼
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Grateful for you to read. Thank you so much
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A pleasure always.. 😇
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In Cambodia, flower in photo is not jasmine, it is called Keo.
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Thank you. I must visit Cambodia one day. I’ve heard such good things about your country.
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Excellent.
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Thank you so much.
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What a wonderful piece.
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Thank you so much. Thank for taking time to read
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😊
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Thank you. Made my day early morning 😊😊
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Welcome
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Thank you
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Sweet poem! The smell of Jasmine is so intoxicating!
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It was that morning. The immutable scent.
And I read your blog with awe. The mind shift is so well expressed.
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Thanks so much! Glad you liked it.
I used to stay in a house where I was in charge of the garden. There was a gardenia bush. Between that and all the Jasmine vines in the neighborhood it was heaven !
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😊😊
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Beautiful writing 🙂
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Thank you so much. Blessings
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My pleasure. 🙂
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