In search

Today it was a foggy and rainy day outside...such a day when  difficult to get out of bed and face the world.  But the begonias on my window cheered me up and promised me better days. She (the begonias) seemed to say that its okay to bloom on a gloomy day to imagine you are flying when the strong wind ruffles your petals And keep your calm until the turmoil settles...

Waiting Not wanting, just waiting Eerie silence, the calm before the storm perhaps? When and why? Who knows? There are the ones who speak And there are those who don't, Words, sentences language... Can't you you understand what I am trying to say? No you don't understand, it's my silence that speaks... Waiting..?