
Essence
I catch the essence, of the moment, aroma and vibrance, in the morning sun; a rose before it blossoms. Then I stay there and linger,...
I catch the essence, of the moment, aroma and vibrance, in the morning sun; a rose before it blossoms. Then I stay there and linger,...
Everything tarnishes, just give it time. Bright patina fades, in front of my eyes; the dull grey reveals, what always was there. Where once I...
We can’t take back tomorrow, when we live in yesterday. Every today becomes, the shadow of another day. It all plays out before us. It...
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