The sun was setting and I stumbled upon that lake which I saw some hours ago. Dusk blanketed nature and the world began to change. Colors started to fade, and sounds which I had not heard before arose from deep within. But just before it would get too dark, the sky exploded with vibrant colors: reds and yellows and violets; and I could even make out some greens and some pink streaks which lay just juxtaposed to the cooling waters. This swirl of colors were beautifully reflected in the little lake and I was mesmerized by its sheer beauty.
Insects filled the air and I could see many fly very close to the waters, zigzagging to and fro, and some to my amazement were even walking on it, leaving circular ripples in their wake. The rhythmical humming sounds from the cicadas lulled me into a sleep from which I could not escape, and did not want to. The day had been so filled with so many rich experiences that I felt happy to have found this place which embraced me with its strange sounds and wondrous inhabitants.
