Peace I seek, in a past, perhaps long forgone; perhaps not worth hanging onto. Peace I find, in a future, light and relieved from my self inflicted burdens. Peace I dream, may it not be in a world without flaw, may it be in a world’s whose flaws made
It's been a while i've blogged, and as always, it's certainly not due to lack of will. Why linger, let's turn the page to this day, today I'd like to tell a tale. The one of a little amazing city
Somedays I yearn for my home, where I come from? perhaps where I belong. My home in my mind is the place I grew up. The church bells through the city during lunch time The Muezzin so zealous, the monring call to pray, sounds like one made in the middle
Winter did not warn, pages were turned, new chapters begun