Emotions and thoughts grow into trees when watered with experience.'
As the world sleeps through the dark night, creativity blooms in dreams and emotions get stronger with the cool breeze. In the silence, mind starts talking to the soul and introspection begins. Slowly some hit the bed , few stay awake 'under the moon' letting emotions spill like tears on the pillow or thoughts onto paper, canvas or music.
Years later, on a cold winter night, ' by the fire', the warmth brings gone memories fresh, each moment comes alive.
This is a poetic journey of how thoughts grow through stages of life and a sneak peek into some Emotions Unsaid…….
…..by the fire, under the moon