The water moved effortlessly without making any noise. Almost as if intentional on part of the river, perhaps to gel with the seemingly surreal landscape. Soaked into the sheer magnetism of nature, I stood still, only to be startled by this exotic species of flora.
Mimosa Pudica, commonly known as Touch me not, spread all along the fragile bank, folding themselves back vigorously. I felt I have seen them after ages. Even they have been running away from the mainstream. Away from noise, away from aggression. Into the wilderness. Into tranquility. Almost as if warning the rest, follow me not, bother me not, touch me note!
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