In an unknown rhythm, an unknown rhymeThe nagging worry of departure continuesPieces of memories flashes through my mindLike a piano playing some forgotten tunes. Even now, when I am done,With the packing, re-checking and loadingI am aware of something I am leaving behindThrough my fingers, like sand, it’s slipping. I can see the by-gone years … More In-Between


From the fragrance of flourishing spring flowers,To the whispers of the wind between the autumn leaves; From the first few tiny drops of rain, To the visit of winter, when the bitter cold cleaves. She searches all through the changing seasons,The azure sky and the deep green field; Crossing a thousand obstacle in her way, … More Happiness