Silence. Depth. Pulsating.

Silence.  Depth.  Pulsating.  

 In the distance,  the silence crumbled into the sounds of life.   Through the depth of trees I could see the colors, leading me on.     Vibrations of life twisted and contorted, moved through the pulsating air.   
Only when life’s journey’s fail to impress,  does one soul want more?
The Beginning.