A Journey Across (part 2)

Listening to my own thoughts With the wind serenating to my ears As I watched the stars bouncing in the still sky A journey of thoughts takes me to a place far away A place of strange rays Where the moon is still and calm, silent like a dead mans heart Rivers flowing in quiet motions …Streams crossing each other in unity …all in peace and makes my heartbeat levels with gravity Silence is: …So loud that I can hear the thoughts of an ant …So loud that the song birds sing is heard no more. …So loud, the silence echoes through the dazzling mountains filled with ice Mountains glittering with sparkling moon lights bouncing on their skins, sending a nerve down to chambers of the earth, close to awaken the sleeping volcanoes of ice Ice locked tree stems captured hostage by the laws of nature but yet no complaints are heard, and no chaos is seen It’s a rhythmic speech in sight That sends a nerve of excitement to my inner self My heart, still it stands in admire of this magnificent land of no man I cannot say in words the feeling I’m leaving