i pay

swirls in my head

i want to see

freedom in exile

as i too similarly pray for peace, altruism, love and compassion and the elimination of anger, selfishness and greed:

For as long as space endures,
And for as long as living beings remain,
Until then may I, too, abide
To dispel the misery of the world.

(freedom in exile, the dalai lama)

coffee bean and tea house

ລູກສາວ

threads are blooming

patient ward in the 5th

letter to...

it's raining here. weather is somehow unpredictable. the day did start quite warm and humid. while the sun was distracting, the sky did manage to celebrate its wonderful blue. it distracted the distraction. it was but a few moments ago when the skies to my left suddenly changed to overcast grey. seemed like proud tears scattered indifferently while the remaining right cautiously retreated further.

melancholy covered me. the last time i saw something similar to this, there was awe - faced with the east and the west of a wide southern sea sunset - it was darkness eating the remaining light. now is different. it is a child in a sadness womb.

i pray this darkness does not find where you are now.

when rain marks his leaving

forlorn clouds collide,
as each tree lowers its boughs
to departing souls.

remembering

news

and so it arrived
in a singular and white,
foreboding of loss.