My journey to the Mid-West
1 min readSep 4, 2019
The sky-reaching the earth,
A blend of stunning color pallets,
The sun had vacated her territory,
Her fading glimmer had survived
And she had declared her adieu for the day.
The screaming silence in the middle of the desert,
I heard the Coyotes in the distant,
Suddenly I was bound by nothing but stillness.