The Search

in search of enlightenment.

Uncovered

old yashica, uncovered.

Freedom

spread your wings.
now, this is freedom.

Blue

The girl with the blue umbrella.

Escape

Fly, fly away before it’s too late.

Watching

I see these dark shadows from the corner of my eyes, and I know what you are.

The Bench

I will shelter you, and keep you safe.

The Tree

I remember, many a time as a child, I’d crossed this path a hundred times. Yet, I never looked up.

Perhaps the tree hadn’t grown large enough, or maybe the time was just not right. Maybe I was just too busy trying to get to where I needed to be.
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Today, a fluttering bird caught my eye, and it made my gaze wander. It made me see the tree (a now much older tree). Branches spread out to catch the gentle breeze.
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…it made me think of all those that I’ve met, all those that have been part of my life.

I remember you, my friend.

Lamp post

The stars are the street lights of eternity.

Under the bridge