I spent Sunday evening at the lake to decompress and reflect from a busy weekend. Sometimes memory is not enough, you need a souvenir...
Sun falling, I stand here, feeling the wind blow softly threw my ear my heart beats to the flowing of the waves. Silence shows no sound but yet so, so nice, and soothing. The night soon falls, the water falls calm my heart slows down, and all is perfect. (Writer 365 - All Poetry)