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
I’ve had some of my best conversations with strangers, she said, because they have no idea who they’re dealing with. Unknown
With a glimpse in the rear-view mirror, I see Table Mountain arise behind me, with its ridged wall and cloud sheltered crest. I see a million of moments, a billion of breaths, eternal… Continue reading