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Where The Leaves Listen

By Shrriya Das


Caption Of Artwork: Beneath the shade of ancient trees, she stands, a quiet figure draped in lilac calm. The pot by her side waits, but her mind drifts beyond the day’s work. Perhaps she is thinking of the river she must walk to, or of someone far away beneath the same sun. The forest listens; every rustle of a leaf and every breath of wind seem to hold her unspoken words. Time softens here, and even the light bends gently as if not to disturb her thoughts. In this stillness, the world becomes her confidant and the leaves her silent witnesses.
Caption Of Artwork: Beneath the shade of ancient trees, she stands, a quiet figure draped in lilac calm. The pot by her side waits, but her mind drifts beyond the day’s work. Perhaps she is thinking of the river she must walk to, or of someone far away beneath the same sun. The forest listens; every rustle of a leaf and every breath of wind seem to hold her unspoken words. Time softens here, and even the light bends gently as if not to disturb her thoughts. In this stillness, the world becomes her confidant and the leaves her silent witnesses.

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