fitted ends to both of them
they say, its a state of feeling alive....nicely penned, Cyclops :)reminded me one of my first posts...where you commented :)"Thoughts flowing into my mindFrighten me at timesAs floods in the thick dark woodsThey fill me, choke meBut, blankness of the mind, lack ofThoughts, frighten me moreAs the barren landscapes that breedNameless spirits from unknown shores."i was reading my older posts recently :)wishes, devika
It is in the middle where the balance is found. finding the middle is the hard part.
No trail is complete without footprints to acknowledge. Leave your footprints. I will trail you back. Thank you for your time spent.