Thought

The sky with a peach blush, moss covered serene hills with sparkling water at the foothills which gurgle their thoughts to the creatures that dwell on the hills. When the moon cradles in at night and sings a sweet lullaby to its children down on earth, mesmerized in thoughts sits a little girl by the lake, lost in the battle one fights between saving innocence and attaining adulthood... She ponders over all the rights and wrongs, the world that has criticised and never allowed her to choose of her own accord, the invisible weights that tear you apart, when you want to go back to the past, forget and forgive and be at peace. The pure white of her flowing dress seems to merge with the ripples of the lake and her breath flows and joins the cool breeze blowing into the far horizon as she feels herself unify with nature and lose all sorrow.