Nature’s changing colors…

Breathtaking and predictable.

Unlike the seasons, ...

In youth

Life was full of colors,

Endless possibilities, ...

Ordered,

Precise,

Uniform, ...

There were days,

My core was screaming stop,

But I couldn’t hear, ...

How can parts of me

Be open,

Burning, ...

Autumn leaves,

Wet,

Dispersed, ...

It’s that time again…

Grey never ending skyline,

Bare trees, ...

He holds up a lamp to light the way,

Carries a full basket home,

Has kind, smiling eyes...

There are days,

When I feel squeezed,

On others...

Even when plucked,

And later lying on the ground

A flower adds beauty...

Autumn has arrived.

A lukewarm sun,

Cool breeze, and...

Closed?????

But I love you!

Won’t you just open...

I wonder who’ll win?

Some join forces,

Others go it alone...

I wish my tears drops

Looked pretty like these…

But they don’t...

Together,

In each other’s arms,

And oblivious...

The setting sun

Concrete sidewalk,

Tiny holes...

A creative force,

Brush strokes,

The gradual creation...

It’s travel day,

Again.

Saying goodbye...

There is a tall palm tree that we pass by on our morning walks. It’s not far from my parent’s house. My mother usually listens to the news, ....

He is a kind man

Embracing a path

Unimaginable...