Children Are Like God.
Children are like fresh globules of tantalizing rain; which spell bindingly descend in euphoric frenzy from fathomless carpets of glorious sky,
Children are like innocuous tufts of cotton soaring ebulliently in handsome atmosphere; philandering in stupendous melody under carpets of gloriously blissful
sunshine,
Children are like the pristine rays of Omnipotent Sun; profoundly illuminating one and all; with their vibrantly intriguing imagery; alike,
Children are like the fairies of irrefutable truth dancing in the celestial heavens; with their immaculately divine consciences boundless kilometers away; from the despicable gutter of lies,
Children are like ecstatically redolent roses brazenly swaying in the afternoon winds; unfurling into majestic artistry and overwhelmingly tangy boisterousness; as each second speedily zipped by,
Children are like fulminating springs of rhapsodically untamed jubilation which erupt from the inner most core of earth; incessantly blooming into a paradise of new found energy; an insatiable euphoria to propel forward in life,
Children are like united colors of the vivaciously radiant rainbow; embracing each other in compassionate cradles of humanity; entirely oblivious to the satanic vagaries of caste; creed; religion and spurious color,
Children are like the resplendently milky beams of the innocent Moon; perennially twinkling in the unparalleled exuberance of discovery; indefatigably exploring all bountiful happiness so fantastically laden upon this colossal planet,
Children are like voluptuously nimble blades of dew drop coated grass; profusely ringing in the wholesome merriment of symbiotic existence; whistling past the
meadows of inexplicably ghastly sorrow; with Omnipotent beauty in their tiny souls,
Children are like scintillatingly majestic eagles soaring royally through the silken clouds; uninhibitedly kissing all goodness that confronted them in their way; on every step that they poignantly tread,
Children are like angels of relentlessly philanthropic benevolence; donating even the most priceless of their possession; to their comrades in agonizing pain,
Children are like the sparkle of seductively ethereal dawn; deluging every disastrously bereaved household; with the ingratiatingly timeless essence of joyously beautiful existence,
Children are like steps leading to the sacrosanct Creator; unassailably fortifying your persona to face the deadliest of evil; as you clambered each foot forward,
Children are like rambunctiously revered and bushy squirrels up in the foliated trees; eternally unfolding into insurmountable enthusiasm; leaping fleet- footedly to metamorphose beleaguered earth once again into an Omniscient paradise,
Children are like unfathomable treasure hoves of captivating honey; oozing the ultimate sweetness of Godly creation; with the incredulous ardor in their heavenly voice,
Children are like charms of everlasting luck; magically transforming your despairingly deplorable survival; into a life replete with profusely endearing graciousness,
Children are like invincibly boundless mountains of faith; instilling Herculean courage in all those miserably dwindling; by just the unprecedented fervor of brilliant optimism; lingering enchantingly in the whites of their eyes,
Children are like petals of Omnipresent prosperity; ubiquitously diffusing the spirit of happiness and immortal humanity; to every penuriously ailing entity on the trajectory of this endlessly glittering planet,
And Children are like the supremely divine aura of Godhead; granting every benign desire in your heart to be perpetually true; the instant you held their beaming palms to frolic with them in the gardens of; unconquerable togetherness.
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on September 29, 2019
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