I believe that life goes beyond what we see and what we see teach us a lot about our existence. I have met people with
(i.) The Moon The Moon is following me And with her light I see Wherever I walk she stalks; Behind my shadow she follows And
I saw this and thought I should share it. Cat Poem by John Hollander, first published in 1984.
Ah. It’s a hot noon here. Dry harmattan wind made it even worse as it brought hot air. I’m back from work and quietly sitted,
The taste of coconut oil is on my lips Sunset surf the evening wind The cloud is blue, tree leaves green The sand is warm,
Three things still baffles me A crab, walking like an undecided drunk, a tip to the left And then like a call back to his