You are not alone

Steal the quiet of the Star-spangled night; borrow the calm of the gently lapping sea

Let the breeze billow through the trees. Sit; inhale the serenity of the predawn.

Let it seep in though the pores of your skin let it run in your veins like a crimson tide,

Swashing, Raging, roiling, surging through.


Then dip a quill in the red and scribble on the high heavens, a message for peace.

Pour your heart out, let the words drip, purging your soul, cleansing your spirit.

Let them seep out from the many apertures till you are spent, your soul is satiated.


Then rest your hand and lay down for a bit under the canopy of the night sky,

Just be one with the millions who read and want the same.


You will find that you are not alone….

Image – Vincentiu Solomon  via unsplash


About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (, by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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