gusts of wind blow gently one thousand leaves fly tenderly crystal raindrops chant overnight in the ten directions the scent of stillness adorns autumn is near
amidst the hustle and bustle of a melting pot, i hear the brilliant rhythm of a world capital, there is silence
i walk among a mountain of crowds, there is silence i wander in the urban decay, graffiti, and high skyscrapers, there is spaciousness of an open sky, rain drops, snow flowers,and blooms
there are my steps painting infinitely the melodic sounds, textures, and light
the sounds of chirping birds tenderly turn into pearly white dewdrops in the early morning mist silently i hear the song of a thousand petals in white and violet
A human being, like a flower, like a bird and every living being, trying to live her life most vividly and to fare through this human existence with joy and freedom.