Pockets of time
Some moments are like pockets You reach into them empty handed And surprised by the synchronicity And simplicity of it all You can’t help but smile Like you just found a key To… Continue reading
Some moments are like pockets You reach into them empty handed And surprised by the synchronicity And simplicity of it all You can’t help but smile Like you just found a key To… Continue reading
There is no doubt that Ubud has a spiritual energy. The smell of incense offered outside temples and altars. The face of devotion, dignity and dedication, in the eyes of the Balinese. The… Continue reading
There is something magical in the air I can’t seem to put my finger on it But everything I touch Turns to gold
diamonds scattered over blue velvet skies I look up to find you naked, your body entwined in mine warm eastern winds roll the dice, the ocean comes alive bare feet, come hold my… Continue reading