I still remember Albert. He was an aged tree. I was a young leaf, blowing over his land. We met once; I sat across from him, heartbroken, torn, seeking answers: Tell me where to go. Tell me who I should be. Tell me who I will meet. And so, Albert asked me: … Continue reading Albert
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Timeless
A circle has no beginning; a cycle has no ending - neither does my love for you. I look at you; I see your reflection, in the skies above me, in the hills that surround me. I lay myself on your grounds - your melodies reach me from all around; I hear your … Continue reading Timeless
