Silence

The mist is rolling over the hills reaching up to cover the round full moon.  As you walk by the river, the night is quiet, the air hushed. You hear the tread of your own footsteps as you walk along next to the gurgling water.

Thoughts of lost loves come fleeting through your mind.  Memories entwine with the mist swirling at your feet.  Choices made and chances lost are all the same.   

You continue on the path you choose for better or not.