…and then there is silence
…and then it’s the next day. You wake up and it seems that something is missing…what is it? There’s a start in your gut, you forgot…what is it? I should … Continue reading …and then there is silence
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and I am at peace…
I read a poem from Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, one passage in it stuck in my mind so deeply that I wanted to share it with you: “There is a … Continue reading and I am at peace…
Silence
Silence is a beautiful thing. What does it represent to you? To me it is the peaceful time when there is no television, radio, talking, or babies needing attention. Almost … Continue reading Silence
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