I tried to pray out loud but there were no words, just clouds, walking loud into my eyes, like Tears of Heaven
Yes I love mountains, hills: but this trip was clouds. From where we were at Tipu Sultan’s Sunrise Point,
Dawn was faster than our fingers could capture…We’d slept in late. The suite was a surprise, unlisted in Bookings; 22 hours at Nandi hills, nestling in rain clouds. Feeling blest was a miracle all by itself.All God’s creatures. Thanks Vi for this one, wish you were in it though. The monkas made us run. Lil terrors grabbed my bag twice (monkeys)Wild nameless beauties
Sunset, innerdialects.
City lights
For one who is scared of heights, maybe I’m cured? 4600 ft felt good
In the stillness, you hear His Still small voice.
Pitch black night; blanked by cloud.
Moth wouldn’t move much. Was either pregnant or lazy.😲 And we are all Co- habitants of the same planet.
Vi & I sat staring into dawn after everyone else bundled back to bed. “Its not raining- like the forecast …?”
She replied, “Ma, will it feel like rain inside a cloud?”
A Gandhi man, in metal paint, green bowl. Foothills, Nandidurg.Takeaways from a Cloud forest.
Innerdialects 
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