Whenever I wanted you.you were not there.
Lost in the silence was my happiness.
Happiness comes and goes but the silence is here to stay.
The moon rises far in the forest's lost between the woods and
dense branches.
From somewhere a lonely bird returning home after a long
day.chirps by,sitting on a tall tree.
The dry leaved creak and scream as a girl walks by.
WHo is She? Where is she going surrounded by the blackness of
this dark night?
The cricket,creaks and somewhere faraway a jackle howls.but
she goes on without ever being frightened.
Walks on and on,deep and deep into the woods.
The damp earth underneath the feet looses ground and still she
walks on.
In the far corner a single lamp lights up and on she walks.A
damping wood cracks making a deafening sound and breaking the
SILENCE.!
Now I think who the girl is and I see myself.Me along with
the mysteries of the jungle.
Thus I walk by.
