Balance

Balance

The true meaning is lost when there’s no peace, yet there’s balance. What is learned is forgotten the voices are unheard there is nothing, but shadows of ash when there’s no wild, yet there’s balance. Not afraid of wandering, but of getting lost in methods that are always the same. The truth is that,...

Little Things

Little Things

When you keep your face towards that you need to see, feel and experience; you’ll never forget those little things that once, mattered to you the most.

It’s who they are in their eyes, that counts

It’s who they are in their eyes, that counts

They were playing with heated stones right under the sun’s nose, without a hint of discomfort or irritation caused by the thwarting heat, around afternoon. There was no one around the area to discourage them from playing with each other and their elders also seemed extremely calm about it. They were silent, excited and...