木漏れ日

I am here again. In this beautiful lonely spot for a human being, others would think. For there is no one like me in here. Just the birds, insects, I see some lizards, hopefully no snakes. Trees, vines, and all different kinds of plants. I am enclosed yet free to roam this bubble of greenery…… Continue reading 木漏れ日

The world is waiting for you

Even if the thought of doing something great shakes you to death and rings your core. The question is not ‘What if you fail?’, but rather, ‘What if you made the opposite?’ So do it. Set your Sail. And if a door closes, there are other more to open. The world is waiting for you!

Believe in yourself because not everyone will grant you that.

You owe it to yourself; especially to that nine year old child who marveled at airplanes. “How high can they go? How fast?”, “If it touch a cloud what happens?”… “One day I’ll ride one of those” Without knowledge of how the world is. That child believed that she can, one day be able to…… Continue reading Believe in yourself because not everyone will grant you that.

You deserve to have peace

Draw the curtains and let the sun rays inFeel the soft heat of light and take a deep breath Go run towards the oceanListen to the hum of waves and let the roar of it shake your soulLet your feet feel the texture of sand See the sunrise & sunsetLook up and witness the changing…… Continue reading You deserve to have peace

She who read

She was a child who gave tattered books a chance despite the broken spine and plot.She gave the characters a chance to develop, to be heard, to be understood. Even though at the end, they failed her. She learned the beauty of everything through pages in her little reading spot.She read. She wondered. She closed…… Continue reading She who read

As you are with the waves

Orchestrated sounds of nature lightly play out to highlight its next piece. As I’m aware it will come, in a swift movement I made myself look decent. “Oi, you still came?” That voice I will always know whatever position the sun shone. Even when the clouds hide its crown. A rhythm like a stalker following…… Continue reading As you are with the waves

Do we see the same sky each night?

Does it tell the same story each time we decide to reflect it in our eyes? Or does it go in series? that will explain why we can’t understand what is happening at the moment, because we’ve skipped some nights to look up.