Repost – Infinite Love

Breathing gets slow Almost stopped by tick tuck of clock. We get one with wounds, touching life To learn the art of let go, Eternal replacement of wounds to flow of life. No more words, what could be invented to replace such a huge space that “ I “ has in our vocabulary. The borderline…

I must love you so much…

There is a room, not too large, not too small. It holds the silence of forests for me. Poppies bloom on its walls. Ocean waves could be heard in beating of my heart. Dream making is allowed between hours, day and night. I am so selfishly alone in this room. The door is unlock, I…

A witness

Ordinary moments that fill my heart with delight. I love soaking in silence and the hidden valleys covered in dew and fresh scent of a new day. I love to sit on the red armchair, sip on my coffee and gaze into solitude of my heart. Alone and connected with all. I love the sound…