Mother, do I have to fight?

We live in times of war A war that seems to have outlived each living atom A war that is all new and yet the same A war that surpasses time, the galaxies, the beginning of timeA war that is very local, real, breathing in me and in my vicinity With a weary heart, Mother, … Continue reading Mother, do I have to fight?

Pen to paper, here it comes

Alright, pen to paper here it is Something my soul needsNeeds and it gets Gets sparsely though Cherishes and expands Whenever it doesAnd pause..And pause..And pause.Pen to paper, here it comes Breathe, hands wait Wait to receive Wait to transmitWait to hold From the ocean of vastness Coming into my spaceThe space I experience as … Continue reading Pen to paper, here it comes

Stress, stress..go away.

A few weeks ago I was chatting with a close friend. She and I were first roommates and then turned into friends sharing the same wavelength on philosophy, humor etc. Life took us to different cities and we both became occupied with our lives. In the past few months her work and studies demanded a … Continue reading Stress, stress..go away.