Sonder

There are times when there is a lot on our mind but words just don’t flow out easily.It’s like the outlet has been bottlenecked in a weird way altogether too dark to fathom with a straightforward logical sense of deduction.There is one micro-storm after another rising and falling relentlessly in the abyss of the mind and their echoes screeching aloud right to the ears like some rhythm of trance and swaying the psyche in their inaudible sonority.

And by the time the raiding party of the thoughts are over, there stands clarity, smiling like the rising sun over the ice capped peaks, summoning with arms outstretched into an embrace of all- piercing, satiating illumination.