45. BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
between the ominous Black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze placidly cooling the atmosphere,
Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant Sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night,
Between the summit of colossal mountain and the dusty roads; there lies the delectably gurgling waterfall; dissipating into silken froth,
Between the mammoth tusked elephant and the minuscule ant; there lies the innocuous rabbit; playing hide and seek amidst the labyrinth of bushes,
Between the bombastic Mercedes and the threadbare tricycle; there lies a bike; zipping past the landscapes at lightening speeds,
Between the transparent mirror and mounds of abominable coal; there lies murky coins of silver; incarcerating all in vicinity with their mystical spell,
Between the stupendously exotic rose and the infinitesimal granules of free soil; there lies nimble blades of grass; voraciously tickling trespassers with their tantalizing tendrils,
Between the obstreperously screeching train and the perpetually silent valley; there lies the bubbling river; granting substantial reprieve from the agony of sweltering Sun,
Between hostile thorns of cactus and the sweet curry of pulverized sugar; there lies the robust apple imparting a voluptuous flavor the instant you masticated it,
Between the profusely embellished statue and heap of fetid garbage; there lies the succulent coconut with a pool of tangy water impregnated in its womb,
Between the grandiloquent castle and the shoddily attired iron drainpipe; there lies the seaside hut; with waves of the ocean sporadically against its windows,
Between the melodiously singing nightingale and the discordantly wailing mosquito; there lies the sly fox; whistling harmoniously in open space,
Between the pot bellied giant and the inconspicuous infant; there lies the impetuous youngster; euphorically wandering around,
Between the bird soaring astronomically high and the slithering lizard; there lies the opalescent butterfly flirtatiously fluttering its wings,
Between impeccable truth and nefarious evil; there lies the mischievous monkey playing pranks to appease mankind,
Between the sanctimoniously rich and the bedraggled beggar; there lies the common man; trying to struggle every unleashing minute for existence,
Between garish velvet and immaculate fibers of white; there lies the grey squirrel; frantically trying to search its burrow before Sunset,
Between immortal love and superficial hatred; there lies philanthropic friendship; propagating its essence far and wide,
And between new born life and perilously old death; there lie sweet experiences; which add color to living; a dynamic vibrancy to breath.