In My Mind: Silence

Streets and houses, They are neither there nor they are not. A peaceful calm, where I can restart. Lighter, with no need to possess or own, Just to share, to appreciate, to be known.

No questions to ask, no answers to seek, Only a longing for a coolness so sleek.

But... Can silence turn into darkness where a shadow and a thin silhouette can fill the wine glass?

We are united in our humanity and we are reminded that we are not alone. Getting lighter as we get heavier since a drop of blood and tear could be heavier and colorless than the oceans. Our souls, our eyes and our existence, would be burned in a second, with a single flare of sun. But we choose to be immortal, while the trees are sleeping eternally, where the nightingales can sing and fly.