The nights would have been like silent, if not for the loud singing of the 'Silent Night' song. The sense of self-keeping comes back, where one feels all are so quiet no matter how noisy the surrounding is.
I'm back in the company of young saints, lovely and lively. The fact that I was once like them, and now no longer the same; it brings back good memories.. that we were once young and had the chance to live our lives as such. Life today is so different, no more as silent as before. There is always a ball rolling, no matter how bumpy or holey the road may be. It won't stop, till life stops itself.
I dropped again. Got one fire ignited but extinguished another. It's so blank to be in the midst of everything. A good sleep didn't help much either. The news. Crashes everything.
All the more, the voice says "Don't be silent, get up! Get up and move!!" Should I?
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