Life is beautiful

I have been on cloud nine for the past few days, and for no reason I could discern, at all.

I feel like I am walking on air on a cool breezy day, on the verge of bursting into song, and almost I could make a twirl in the garden, where flowers grow and bloom at my tender touch.

At night, stars in the sky twinkle merrily, and part for me. The moon gives me a knowing wink, keeping my secrets safe. Her light shines down on me not like a beacon, but like a soft and gentle blanket that wraps you in comfort, a thin line that keeps you away from total darkness.

Yes, life is beautiful.