The Journey

Between the two waterfalls divided by a rock Stands a gigantic tree of purple leaves That sways in the breeze of December Where the leaves fall in the below stream Beyond the tree of purple leaves Lines two rows of fir With a long patch of young grass in the middle That goes down ten […]

Being independent

I no longer have this fear, the one that I so often had. The coldness has miraculously departed, somehow. Every time I travel, near or far, I get this feeling of anxiety of getting lost or missing my stop (on a bus or a train). It was like a hand that has a hold on […]