After all kind of shakings and storms, the calm always comes back, the stillness, the silence. It's the natural state of mind (who would say it!). The place where all the shapes are created, all the ideas, all that exists...
After some days of entertainment a kind of emptiness has reconquisted the small world that I see every morning from my window. And I have recognized myself on it again.
I have enjoyed sharing hapiness with friends in the last days. Yesterday the streets of my life were empty. I picked up and cleaned the rooms of my body. The order revived.
Then, and only then, again, shinning, the silence returned.