Wind Chimes. They make sounds. They make music. And it is always pleasure seeing them hanging, and listening to them.
Some of you place them outside your home while, maybe, some of you tuck them in between the curtains, inside. But … wherever, they are … they are pleasure to watch, pleasure to hear … always.
I take a leaf from the wind chimes each time I hear them. They are music to my ears, they are music to my heart.
What do you feel hearing them?
And have you ever felt like a butterfly, hearing the wind chimes, and then … fluttering here and there … flying with your coloured wings and … finally stopping at a mirror … and asking … to yourself: “Am I beautiful?”
Try. You’d love it.
And what if you don’t see the wind chimes, don’t feel the butterfly! Here’s a video below. Let it play in the background and proceed to the mirror … only to find whispering to yourself: “Yes, I’m beautiful’.