And the son of the Sea sang to lord Moon;He sang a song of lonely sorrow;so the…
There’s a moment when an artist or writer stares at a blank page or canvas, where he or…
I think those who can’t smile for a camera are “unequivocally you.”
Staring out the window at a beautiful tree, I feel the stillness in the air. The tree seems like a picture…
I sit in the lounge.
By no means is what I say gospel.I bear no more strength than what the laws of nature permitand…
The sky is shifting colours. Rainbows of artificial lights paint the sky. Above my old high school is a wildfire. When I pass by, the…