Twilight And Life

Dusk descends slowly like a prayer, falling from the sky. Coloring the weary sky with a final burst of hope. On the shore, the waves come not just a sound, but an embrace, warm and silent enough to embrace a body that is on the verge of collapse.

As if nature understands, that sometimes what is needed is not an answer, but a silence that understands and an embrace that does not ask.

Greetings always compact.

By @midiagam