BACK TO THE ROOTS

BACK TO THE ROOTS

I perceived my existence in this world when my eyes opened to a bunch of several of my siblings tickling each other and my ears getting torn by robust cries of a healthy newborn girl. Sustained by milk and healthy oil massages, we grew long and thick. It took me a few...

 Hour Nine Jun 16

  “O these humans, they have no sense at all! “O don’t even get me started brother They have no sense, of course but neither do they have grace” “O forget grace, they don’t have patience Which I think is The most important...

 Hour Eight Jun 16

    Under the night sky, when everything’s dark ,Pull over by the river Let your eyes roam all over Inhale deeply, closing your eyes Feel the miracle That is in being alive Many a time, it seems things are at an End when it is only your beginning and...