after the day is done

peace after turbulence.

peace after anger, and frustration.

peace, and a desire to try again with renewed spirit. life as the ultimate learning experience.

but what is for sure is that i m not going back to what was.

beckoning. the road ahead is beckoning to me, and i m going along on my way.

delicacy and subtlety would have worked in other situations ... but not this one. can more words say what is on my mind? no, i don't think so. enough said.

the evening seemed to be quiet, the people were going home after having done their business for the day...the first star of the evening came out resplendent and glorious. and the clouds purple tinged with their crimson tips. even the chatter of the excitable girls milling round seemed much softer, less excited. the night stole in from the sunset that descended on the land. the night brought with it a sense of settling down. of reflecting. of thinking. of singing softly and sweetly. and the night brought with it peace.
earlier in the day there was noise, terrible disturbances but now she heard silence, profound and wonderful. wonderful in its contrast with the day. she smiled a little. and that small smile turned into a satisfied, happy one as time passed by.
she was at ease. she had her aches and pains. but she was alive, fully alive. and she was thankful for the gift of life once again.