Stopping for a rest
often has nothing to do...
Meanwhile,
while you polished...
I smell oranges, ginger, and cinnamon,
Resting on an evergreen branch, revisiting...
Its love against the world!
We stand or fall, yoyo moves up and down...
I am sitting on my window sell.
Hoping to catch those first rays! [dawn...
This flowing stream , my life.
A million moving parts...
I am sitting on my window cell.
Hoping to catch those first rays...
This fastmoving stream!
A billion moving parts...
There is dust all over my thoughts!
Cobwebs too...
I am sitting on my window cell.
Hoping to catch those first rays...
This fastmoving stream!
A billion moving parts...
The threads of fate playing my hand for me.
Foundation laid, guardrail...