“The pale stars were sliding into their places. The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed. All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet. It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater—a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.”
― Olivia Howard Dunbar, The Shell of Sense
I woke up early in that beautiful morning in Luang Prabang, Laos to witness the alms giving to the monks. But I couldn’t resist to run to the riverside and had a glimpse on that dusky view of Mekong River. I was totally awed. The quietness and calmness of the river and the whispers of the wind give harmony to the beautiful dusk.