I quickly found a break under the bow, where silence fluctuating. gentle curves, stone butts, silence hints for variety.
The other side of the world was loud and wide, , but here the noise is driven aside. Frame of gentle, shadowy light, put my thoughts into a soft dusk.
The past was nearby - His whispers to my ears. The footsteps of have disappeared, but as if the stones also remember, it reflects the truth, . The enthusiast laughed once he passed his fingers and kids ran and chased after him. Soldiers continued their breaks in the weary framework, and strangers engraved hopeful names.
And I stood there, my heart was filled, my eyes wide, no cards, no instructions - only as a guide. It was not home, it wasn't too far, It was easy - a quiet star.
I left my weight under the bow, not in a hurry, but in a hurry. I continued, but stayed for a moment - of peace, gently laid out by the bow.