random, scattered thoughts...some with a pattern, some without... conscious and unconscious efforts; together they throw some insight and help me rediscover myself and my nascent nuances...
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Nothing, really
The lull, the storm
they all have passed
They damaged, they've built,
They've done their bit!
The calm now,
is of the nothing.
The storm now
completes the nothing
Blank canvases,
closed windows,
silent bells,
and just nothing..
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