Autumnal Phase

Don't we always hear about the silence

before the storm?

but have you heard about the silence after one..... The mourning days where life passes by slowly... breaking and building the wall of wounds.

The last hope

That gloss over teary stained eyes

The damage done

The lost loved ones

The memories that echo in the ruins

every other thing goes weary

in the silence that stretched

from a broken home 

to a grieving soul 

to a shattered pieces

and in this quiet, you will know that solitude is profound.

that it will never force you to speak

it will never push you to recover the silence will just hold your hand or you talk a lot weirdly.

there you meet a flower blooming all over again.. praising nature's affectionately

the grasses grow immensely

the sun smiles through the clouds and telling you,

they will fulfill your void, void which is deepening from time to time

but now, it needs to be flattened....removes those dry bushy leaves and drags some flora spreading the smelling of Sandalwood, and with that mix those fragrances of this loving Aura.

Will you help them? Don't you!?