No Words

Sometimes silence is golden, moments where we sit and listen to the whispers of the night air, no words just thoughts drifting by under the stars. Tonight is such a night as I sit and think about the passage of time.  I wonder about what has been and what will come. I wonder about the things I have struggled for and the gifts I have been given pondering the questions that come with them.  A young girl no longer looks back at me but a woman, older but rich as a tapestry woven with the threads of life.  Tonight I will let myself drift away into the hours of night my thoughts fading into dreams where I will journey until the morning light.

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