The first model of a boat didn't quite meet my expectations. But I didn't give up. With each new piece, I persevered and gradually perfected it. Yet the tiny boats looked weird on the wooden table as if they had been sent to a workshop for repairs. My Mom quietly spread silver foil on the table … Continue reading Recreate
In the heart of night, a spark ignites,A flame of anger, burning bright.Who will quell this fiery blaze,And bring calm to stormy days? Not the rain, with its gentle touch,Nor the wind, though it blows so much.For anger’s fire, fierce and wild,Needs more than nature’s soothing mild. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kezY7C_XMgU What Do You See #260
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The knife's metal blade catches threads of light to gleam as the sweetness of the fruit lingers on my tongue. It takes a knife and sharp teeth to extract sweetness from a well-bred fruit. The book taught me horticultural tricks but not the art of enjoying the fruit of my labour. I learnt it from the hard knocks … Continue reading Changing Gear
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Do I want to bea lighthouseor a paththat takes one to a placebeyond despair? Do I want to bea pilgrimor a templethat provides solacebeyond faith? I will choose movementI will choose the experienceOthers can benefitIf they choose to do sobeyond obligation… What Do You See #256
“Just when I think I have it all figured out, fate drops a bomb”. “My strategy is different. My goals are the answers I’d like to have, and then I frame questions in line with them. It’s not easy. I work hard, but get everything in the right slot in the end.” “No wonder you … Continue reading Figured out
In a world so new, I yearn to soar,Wings yet to sprout, feet firm on the floor.Will I lose myself in the shift of tides,Or find respect on the other side? What Do You See
I’m strongly tempted to open the boxes and see what lies within. Is it discarded junk? Why should anyone leave it in a public place, in a country where junk dealers abound? Or the lifetime belongings of a homeless person? I stop in my tracks out of respect for privacy. I cannot assume the right … Continue reading Unexpected
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