Friendly conversation of spirits

In a realm where dreams mingle with reality and the ethereal becomes the norm, there exists a convocation most unique—a symposium of spirits, not unlike a congregation of the corporeal, where camaraderie blooms in a twilight embrace. These ethereal beings, unshackled by the deceit that tethers the living, weave their interactions with the silken threads…

Flower Sun

In the boundless canvas of nature, there exists a spectacle of hues so vivid, so enchanting, it rivals the very artistry of the cosmos. Behold the flower sun, a magnificent bloom christened aptly for its radiant beauty. Its heart, a resplendent yellow, glows with the pure essence of daylight, a bright and cheerful presence that…

Flowers in a pot

In the breathtaking journey of life, there lies a profound philosophy of transformation, akin to the metamorphosis that breathes vitality into the very essence of our being. It is this metamorphic brio that whispers to us in moments of quiet introspection and roars during our trials and triumphs, reminding us that within the cocoon of…

Flowers

In a garden’s tender bed, the painter’s brush hath gently ledA ballet of blooms, a vibrant spread,Colors and shapes in congress wed. Petals soft as morning’s kiss,Crimson reds and purples bliss,Each a distinct silhouetteIn nature’s grand minuet. Some stand tall, with prideful necks,Others sprawl, with curling flecks,Together they all coalesce,A symphony of hues express. Daisies…

Eleven September 2001

September 11, 2001: Charred walls — black and sooty with shadows of gray — stood partially crumbled, while a thick layer of ash blanketed the streets. In places, fiery embers glinted beneath the ashen pall, stubborn remnants of an unquenched blaze. Abruptly, a voluminous abbey bell swung perilously close, driven by a gale that arrived…

Depth

September 11, 2001: Charred walls — black and sooty with shadows of gray — stood partially crumbled, while a thick layer of ash blanketed the streets. In places, fiery embers glinted beneath the ashen pall, stubborn remnants of an unquenched blaze. Abruptly, a voluminous abbey bell swung perilously close, driven by a gale that arrived…