A beautiful morning with the sun up high above the...
clouds seems very high...

It is okay to cry..
Eventually all tears dry...

Joys and tears,
sadness or fears...

Things imitate us.
A paper caught by the wind acts like a...

I saw the moon,
next to her grave...

Love is not obsessing
or object possessing...

In love with your words
your world...

In my sleep, I dreamt of a ship,
Larger not, like a fire pot...

Knowing you was like a scent of red roses
blossoming amidst thorns...

Happiness for me,
isn't all I foresee...

Life is short to live with regrets,
It is shorter to wake up and notice that the...

Hear my cry, O Lord
Shower us the people of Kenya with your mercies...