Tales of autumn

  I exhale in the dark blue, listening to the song of the wind, my heart pounding with emotions, air bears the wisdom of the forest, of...

  She is trying to describe a thought without using words. The images she sees are like pools in which she swims. Belonging only to h...

 

  April rain pouring down with thunder, caught at a red light; few notes on the radio and you’re transported into the endless and careless s...

  When you do what is expected, but that doesn’t fill your soul. You put your foot, one in front of the other, following that desir...

  Memories reside in your mind, how tangible do they seem? There is a constancy you feel to your character; day to day you don’t seem to ch...