poem
Reflection of the day
Acceptance
Poem – Here
Poem – Cello
We stood tall, as always face to face. Our branches, welcoming faraway visitors, bidding the neighbors farewell. He was sitting on the deck, accompanied by a glass of Syrah, and the southern wind. His notebook by his hand, a gaze in the distant. The child, his daughter, came running, in between our ranks. The rays … Continue reading Poem – Cello
Reflections, gratitude and Thunder
Once again I want to share some of my reflections on the blog. It seems I get a certain passion and will of writing when I'm either travelling or some major event happens in life. Needless to say, the past six months have been a major challenging event for the entire world. I have been … Continue reading Reflections, gratitude and Thunder
Freedom
Is freedom the shackles of humanity, fooling ourselves to believe foremost in ourselves? However, freedom could also be the proof, the proof of our love, honesty and commitments. With freedom comes choice, choice leads to consequence. Freedom alone as the outmost value, is an outcome none can foresee. Nevertheless, when freedom exists among us, with … Continue reading Freedom
Instinct
We try to fill our lives with meaning, only to know we're simply grasping for air. Peace within and a happy life, seconds of joy perishing. Facing awareness and reflection, aiming honesty to oneself. Could there be other answers, or are past moments my cornerstone? Relation of us, the mirror of what is. The marriage … Continue reading Instinct
Pilgrim
Countless the steps of past Grass, root and rock lies ahead Solitude will never stand last Home can never be constant A piece of wood my friend The comfort when misery strikes How we can endure to the end Earth will never choose only us How I wish for the meaning of things My dreams … Continue reading Pilgrim
Wind
Seen all the land and ocean From branch to mountain top Wave to storm The new beginning Never regret, never looking back Next hill, next city, next person Alive and brisk Hair will dance Leaves will play Majestic and lifting Paint the clouds Birds soar and join Wind, always a new beginning
Reflections of a grain 