The Twilight Zone

A canvas
Painted on the horizon
With the colours of life.
So many thoughts,
And no words to describe them.
So many visions,
Not enough words to portray them.
So many colours,
Dont have any names for them.
Sounds fill up around me.
The words of people,
The rhythm of music,
The sighs of nature.
She talks to me.
Through the tiny crickets,
Through the whistling wind.
The Twilight Zone,
Where I find evening in the middle of the night.
Where I find home away from all the maddenin sights..

-- 26 Sep, 1145 pm