Posted: July 22, 2013 in Uncategorized

The silence at the end of the day.. . Crickets chirping breaking the stillness around. An occasional night bird calling out…in the dark when one can hear thoughts loud and clear; which were stilled by the constant cacophony of ‘living’ during the day…. Chain of thoughts stay connected waiting to give it wings and maybe flutter around on the pages akin to a brush on a canvas. Oh! I love the ending of a day…

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