It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I...
When asked how an ordinary person could preserve his sense of the mythic {the imaginary / the dream} when most feel too besieged by the everyday claims of the bills and...
Look around you, love. Slowly. Do you notice this sunset? It’s the only one you’ll ever see. Tomorrow, you’ll see another one when you come to this edge – but...
